I couldn't turn away, I couldn't not watch. T's hand was slowly wamking his hard and beautiful cock and he was enjoying it if his breathing was anythi...g to go by. His hand wrapped around his hard t##$@%e cock, the skin of his cock was sliding up and down under the movement of his hand.The beautiful helmet disappeared then reappeared as the hand moved down. I don't know why I did it but I slowly and quietly walked into the shed,carefully so as not to disturb T. I got really close to T. he was. Everything smelled like vanilla. Blueberries. Blueberry muffins. I awoke smelling blueberry muffins. I didn’t remember baking them, but I did bake them from time to time. Running water. The shower. Humming? The last few were not unusual, were I the one in the shower. The blanket hit the floor with a ‘Thufffft’. I reached for a weapon to protect myself from whoever was baking muffins and using my shower. That didn’t sound right, but with the couple of days I’ve had the guitar would make the. For the first time, she seemed slightly apprehensive. I grabbed her by her nipples and pinched and she blurted it out to him. “I’m a whore”. Again! “I’m a fucking whore”. It was aweome to hear her say it with such conviction. Then her husband had his pants of and pulled her face onto his dick and she started to suck him off. The view was enough to finish me so I pulled out and finished on her tits…she didn’t even look…just let it happen. I grabbed her hand and put in on her chest and she. We'll go slow. OK honey. Taking a deep breath, Beth nodded her head. Reaching down Ann said, let's get these off. Slipping her thumbs under the waistband of Beth's panties, she slid them down. Beth raised her hips, allowing Ann to pull her panties down and off. Seeing her smoothly shaved pelvic area Ann smiled and asked, who's this for. Blushing Beth said, no one. I just felt like doing it one day and liked the feeling. Kissing her Ann said, I think it's beautiful. Beth jumped when she felt Ann.