Then we got up from the couch still hugging her, went to the wall turned her around and pressed her against the wall. Now her bare back was facing me....I was still playing with her breast, hair face and giving her a shoulder massage. She was moaning very loudly after few minutes she turned around and dropped herself on the couch pulling me with her. We again started kissing this time I was on her and she wrapped her legs around me. Them in one quick move she reached out to my zipper, unzipped it. I grabbed her nipples with my left hand one at a time and tweaked the nubs. As she returned her head to the car seat I used her breasts as a handle to pull her backwards and forwards onto my cock. Tony seemed in seventh heaven as he started to tell his wife in no uncertain terms just how much of a slut she was. And his voice wasn’t all he was using as he got out of the car and walked around to the back. Opening the door by the field he lifted Fiona’s head and placed it over his very stiff. She blustered, even apologised, but her sister said nothing for a few minutes. Then came the single word “WHY?” Maud sat down, thought, shrugged and said, “look sis, that lad is frustrated, he knows very little of girls or women and is pretty ill equipt to deal with life, he`s made suggestions to me at times, and I suspect you too, and he plays I spy at every opportunity, so I thought it was a way of repaying him for sitting with me at work in that frightening old warehouse, and a way of. While I wasn't this bold again for quite a while, I did frequently indulge this side of me. I wasn't sure what this side was, but I didn't see the harm in letting it out.I began doing the laundry more often, for both of us. Before doing a load I would go in to her room, put on a dress, or leggings, or booty shorts, always her panties, and look at myself, feel myself, and make myself cum to the feeling. It would always vanish after, but in the moment it felt right.Things continued in this manner.