It was a little big but she was determined to take it in. Her head was bobbing and her hands were stroking. Danielle and I were still busy with our t...ngues. My hands were moving on her breasts taking big handfuls and massaging them. Her nipples were huge again and they seemed to be straining to get felt. I broke off kissing her and she moved her breasts to my face. I took one in my mouth. She pushed it further in. I was in my glory. I had two beautiful women savoring my body as I did theirs.. My little-girl voice got even younger - I had done something very bad and now had to admit it. "Nope," I confirmed. "I was the first... and you were the third..."His face looked sad - maybe even scared. I was feeling a little playful - kind of naughty - but he was starting to look like I was about to admit betraying him. And in a way, I was."Mom was the second, sweetie. She was the first person - other than me - to give me an orgasm."John removed his hand from my chin. Now there was more than. Just like the cab of the pick-up, the house was warm, comfortable, and she noticed, immaculate. Well, if nothing else, he was clean. As Ethan kept going right on through the living room towards a hallway, Chris screeched, ‘Where are you going with my son?’ Ethan stopped, turned, and gave her a beleaguered look. ‘Chris, if I wanted to hurt you or your children there would be little you could do. So try to use a little common sense woman and go along with the program. I would have to be stupid. She’s been embarrassed enough.The dog, he’s just sitting there, confused, his mistress having betrayed him. I turn off all the cameras and think about what to do.A few minutes later I emerge from the brush. The dog barks at me—no surprise—but there’s nobody around for him to defend, so the barks aren’t too earnest. I walk out slowly and present my hand. He smells it, then smells my neck and face. He nuzzles my crotch—yes, of course I’ve been leaking, I’m not a fucking saint—and I push him away..