I took off my coat and drovehome slowly. I couldn't resist making eye contact at stop lights. Itwas a great way to start my day!As I drove, I began ...y plans for the day. I wanted to connect withCindy and see if she had time for a manicure and pedicure. I didn'tthink I'd have time for that prior to meeting Harry at the club so Ihoped for an afternoon appointment.When I got home I drew myself a luxurious bath with scented oils. Ilanguished for about 20 minutes and then put lotion on my. Slowly at first he rammed his cock into this wantonly slutty wife-whore Helen Berger, he then picked up the pace til he was ramming his cock into her cunt hard and fast. They were so engrossed in fucking they didn't notice that her hubby had woken with the sounds of cock fucking cunt.Helen's hubby didn’t move but just lay there with eyes slightly open to see his fuck-slut wife being drilled hard by Gordon. Helen had her head back on the pillow with her eyes closed as Gordon fucked her hard. Her. As I lowered my head I swore at myself for not latching the door. Mom too felt embarrassed. She knew she had no reason to feel embarrassed. After all it wasn’t she who had been caught doing something naughty. But still her sense of embarrassment refused to go away. She wondered whether she should say anything to me but she really had no idea what to say. She just walked back to her room. As mom laid herself on the bed she suddenly realized something – she was wet! A sense of guilt pervaded her. She leaned forward to place kisses on my stomach, and her heavy breasts caressed my cock, and I gasped again. She happened on the idea of using her ample chest to tit-fuck me. I could just see the glistening tip of my cock, wet with precome, emerge from the top of her cleavage. It felt great, but it was clearly an uncomfortable position for her. Besides, she had other ideas. She pulled on my pecker for a minute or two with her hand, and then started to nuzzle it, pressing it to her face,.