Will there be a second chance?” I ask hopefully.“I don’t think so, while it was fun that was too risky.Too many people.”Later ...he asks me to help her with the dough traysagain. I lug the second stack of trays forward as she isputting the first stack away. She is kneeling on thefloor pushing the trays back again. I am enjoying howthe dress slacks stretched around her butt. It takes me a moment to realize that her shirt isn’ttucked in and what that might mean. I. I felt his penis touch my lips, he played with my mouth and his dick for a while before pushing it gently down my throat.He had his hands on my neck and in my hair and I could hear him sigh. I lifted my skirt to the maximum and gently slid my panties along my legs with the risk of showing everything to the voyeurand there a feeling of excitement took me from me, while I sucked him, he forced me to make deep throats of a **** and extreme!he decides to take my hand so that the unknown voyeur. It was no good I had to get up and get dressed for my husband Dan, Bill's father would be in shortly wanting his dinner.Dan was a caring and thoughtful man and I didn't want to hurt him in any way. The thought of him finding me and his son in bed together was too much for me to bare, but that didn't stop me thinking about it every minute of the day. At night when Dan pushed his hard cock into me all I could think about was Billy doing the same thing to me."Hi mum," Billy called out.Dan had. .. I'm so fucked :o My tiny dick got superhard :o What the fuck is happening??? This is all kinds of wrong!?!"My legs was trembling so hard, I almost couldn't walk back downstairs ... His eyes looked like the eyes of a predator as he stroked his gigantic member :o I felt like a lamb about to get eaten and just wanted to run away, but I couldn't move. I was in shock. He got up, drunk, but determent. He wrapped his big, strong hand around my neck and kissed me on my forehead. Then he pushed.