Her vagina was very tight and Jennifer always found it wet. It was because Jennifer was an unusually horny girl. Ever since she reached puberty she al...ays found her vagina itchy and always craving a penis. Her vagina was stinky without having it washed for 2 days and the odor filled the kitchen as Jennifer masturbated. She started quietly moaning as she pumped a second finger in.Then suddenly Joshua appeared in the kitchen, flabbergasted at the smell and sight. When Jennifer realized her nephew. Do you remember a Marcy Swenson, Mark?" Shelby asked me rather suddenly."Yeah, I had a big fucking crush on her when I was a teen. She was a classic MILF. Cutest widow in town. Certainly the youngest. Why do you ask?" I wondered at the coincidence."Remember that little baby she carted around in a stroller, later a little toddler in her arms?" Shelby continued her commentary, now that she was lucid."Yes, her name was ... oh, fuck! Her name was Shelby! That was you!" I recalled now."Yeah, well,. Andrea looked at me like I was an ice cream sandwich on the hottest day of the year. She began to send signals, the same old familiar flirts, looks and postures that helped her find me in the first place. I deflected them by keeping Jeffy squarely as the center of attention. She lingered after dinner, before taking Jeffy to her home. She seemed to feel very much at home in many ways. In others however, she was a fish out of water. After all, she was now in a house that was clearly mine, bought. Despite the fact that we were obviously playing with each other we hadnt attracted that much attention. With that I got a little more aggressive and forced a third finger into my wifes now dripping pussy. As I slowly fucked her with my fingers I could tell that she couldnt help but moaning louder. I could hear the juices of her pussy with each thrust of my finger and I could tell that her orgasm was near. As soon as the food came I felt her climax come on. The sight of her trying to not to.