She sat naked from the waist up, feeling better, enjoying the exposure outside. She glanced at the front of his cut-offs and was rewarded to see his c...ck bulging there. She wanted to slide her hand up his thigh, shove her fingers under the frayed legs and tickle his balls and touch his cock.Johnny leaned back, looking at his mother's tits. The fact that his cock was bulging up bothered him not at all. He was proud of his ability to achieve a hard-on swiftly, and so was his mother.With her tits. Let me show you what I’ve dreamed of doing to you. But, let me be you!" she begged. "Tell him to give you what is yours!"Before my wife could answer, they were kissing again. With a lustful moan, Karly pushed away and kissed her way down to my wife's breasts. My wife was barely able to take her eyes from Karly's face as she gave me an order."Go slow," she commanded. "Fill me when we cum together." Her smiling eyes were back on Karly's before the words had left her mouth.My mind struggled to. " That's right, funbuns."I grabbed a small, soft latex-covered dildo from between the couch covers and walked over to the nightstand, but first making a beeline to the deck. I hit disc three, the Lounge Lizards first album. This ought to promote some raucous grindage, I thought.Opening the drawer and rummaging for the nearly tasteless and scent-free avocado massage oil, I laughed, thinking of when we had met, eyeing each other across the expanse of Deb's tony Pacific Heights apartment. The. He said I prefer to leave it in myself. I butted in and said are you two talking about trucking or fucking? My wife said I don't know anything about trucking. Roger relaxed and sat back in his seat and took a long sip of his drink. I noticed my wife adjust how she was setting and later she told me she spread her legs for him to see she was commando. Roger said baby you are hotter than a two dollar pistol. My wife said thank you. She said how long has it been since you had any pussy. His.