I kept fucking his ass with my finger, when I put it whole it moved a little inside because it gave him more pleasure. Soon I put two fingers because ...ne was barely doing anything. When I put her two fingers together in her ass, she started moaning, asking him to try to open the hole that was giving her a lot of pleasure. So I threw a little more lubricant on him and put 3 fingers up his ass. I could feel how hard it was to put up with them, telling me not to move them, to leave them still. I held back and let her do what she wanted.If only the kids could see their sweet suburban mom now, I thought. Few knew the kinkier side of Diane. Going all the way back to high school and up until the kids were young, Diane was the guiding sexual force of our relationship. In high school, she delighted in teasing our teachers with downblouse stares and accidental upskirts. We would fuck after school thinking of all the people who were dreaming of taking her for their own. Recently, she had. I drank Abby the same. Like my life depended on it, taking in this one last drink before who knows what.Abby was losing control on her end, too, getting a little too loud for comfort, so I muzzled her with my left hand, my right cupping and squeezing one of her breasts. I didn’t want anyone downstairs hearing us. We couldn’t afford it right now. Our friends would be forgiving, maybe even approving, but what if the kids showed up? Or even Dan?But that brief flash of rational thought evaporated. “Things got cut a little short,” she offers as means of an explanation.“Tell me about it. I was about to go to town, but decided not to last minute,” he says. “Which it seems was probably a good idea.”“I thought you only went once a month.”“Normally I do, but after our time together the other day...”“ ... and night.”“Yes,” he chuckles. “And night, I was thinking about you and was kind of horny.”“Kind of?”Alright now, let’s not go there.“Oh?” Starkey says, raising an eyebrow. “I sense Hazel.