I’m not sure if she’d known when she’d given me my instructions, but I wasn’t about to take that chance. Mr. Vandermeer greeted me with a frie...dly smile, still buttoning up his shirt.“Hello, Shannon. Thanks for coming over on such short notice. I’ll make sure Abby gives you a little extra tonight.”“Thanks. Really, I don’t mind.” (As long as that little extra is an orgasm, I really didn’t mind).I couldn’t help thinking how good he looks despite being 24 years older than me. I found myself lost. I could feel pre cum soaking the front of my shorts and knew I would soon loose my load if I didn't stop her. I stood up and moved towards her, her eyes fixed on my bulge all the way until i was next to her where with her still sitting she pulled my cock from the confines of my shorts and slowly gave my a lovely tug whilst looking up at me with a lovely fuck me look on her face, that was too much for me and I cum all over her hand and arm with some landing on her upper body and a few dollops. As he sat up in bed Tammy came out of her bathroom nude, she’d taken a shower.“Hello sleepy head,” Tammy said, as she went over, bent down, and kissed John.He reached up and pulled her down on the bed with him. He rolled Tammy on her back and climbed on top of her as she spread her legs. He shoved his hard cock into her pussy and started fucking her with long hard strokes. John had just gotten a good rhythm and Tammy was working her hips fucking him when her seventeen-year-old son, Kirby, burst. Just wait til we get home," she smiled coyly.He returned her smile, conjuring mental images of Marcy in one of her flimsy and revealing negligees. Since they had married, Marcy had worked hard to make herself more attractive to him. She had joined a fitness club and worked out religiously each day. She had also been taking over the counter hormones to increase her bust line. The result was a well conditioned body, her legs now muscled and more shapely than before. Her waist remained unusually.