Denise inhaled the heady aroma of aroused womanhood. Her tongue played lightly over the folds of her daughter's pussy. The wet lips parted, inviting h...r questing tongue within. Vicki arched her hips toward her dream lover's mouth. Her hands gripped the bed spread. Then they found their way to her aching nipples. The sleeping sex kitten squeezed her bursting breasts. One hand slid down to hold the back of her lover's head - guiding it to her secret place of need. In her dreams, Vicki felt. “Were you not expecting an old man like me,” I asked, slowly slipping my hand to her lower back, feeling her waist.She looked into my eyes as I said that but didn’t say anything.“This old man showed you places last night,” I said slowly in her ears and pulled her body close to mine.Her big boobs were now resting just below my chest.“What did you think? Who fucked you last night?” I asked her again, stressing about the word fuck.“Please, I didn’t know it was you. That shouldn’t have happened.. .."I struck a nerve. "What do you mean, don't be so uptight? I'm not uptight. I'm just not a slut." I didn't mean to insult you. I'm sorry," I backpedaled. I thought for a moment. "Are you wearing a skirt?" She had been sitting since I arrived. I had no idea what she had on under the table."What?" You heard me. Are you wearing a skirt?" Yes." Are your knees touching each other?" A pause."Of course." Then open them. Just a little. Don't be uptight." I looked at her across the table. I couldn't. Her lips were wet and soft and her body was a killer one. As I kissed her, her husband lifted my skirt, putting his hand between my thighs. I spread my feet, allowing him better access and I was rewarded with two fingers in my wet and hungry cunt.I moaned, enjoying the feeling of both wife and husband.I went down on her, with her thighs gripping my head, as she came in one massive orgasm, squirting in my face.Soon, his hard black cock was sliding in and out of my wet cunt, as his sensual wife.