Other than my instant flagpole hard on just thinking about it I tried to act all cool like I wasn’t hanging on every word. But in truth I was and ke...t finding not so clever ways of asking more about exactly what happened. I was having to push too hard and had to give up my line of intrigue eventually before she figured me for too big a pervert.These hot types of stories came up more often than chance would have it. I think the sexual tension was fun for her as well. Although she would never. She loved beautiful clothes, laying nude to get an even tan, and be on his arm when they went out nightly for dinner. She liked to be called Beth and knew that she was his trophy wife. Neither wanted children. Philip was too old to raise rug rats and Beth didn't want to ruin her gorgeous figure like her mother had giving birth to four boys and two girls.Philip spent a fortune on her. She really knew how to fuck and was only too happy to spread her legs for him. He could only to it twice a night. Finally dried, I spoke, “There you go beautiful.”I continued to push up and pull out of Lynn’s wet pussy. She was arching and relaxing her back in time with my slow thrusts. Lynn reached out for Erin’s huge tits and Erin quickly moved out of the way. She really wanted to leave and did not need wet bra cups. She put the bra around her and fastened the hooks in front of her. She then slowly turned the bra around bringing the cups to the front and moved the cups around her breasts, she seated the. It's about Mom."Now he did look concerned. "What about your mother?"Kelli sat down on the bed the sat beside him. She fixed her clear blue eyes on his, but didn't speak."Kelli, honey, if you have something to say, just say it. Besides, your mother's going to kill you for leaving a wet spot on the bed." Daddy, I don't know any other way to say this. Mom's cheating on you." What? How could you think that?" Trust me, I know. I wish I didn't."He looked like he'd been whacked in the back of the head.