We sat at the table with her husband and mother. The way she was looking at me was pure desire. I hadn’t yet had a full Halloween costume and she to...d me to follow her to one of her k**s’ bedrooms. I did, leaving my two friends with her husband and mother. She shut the door and found a Halloween mask in one of her k**s’ closets. She brought it over to me as I sat on her k**’s bed. She then kissed me passionately and I felt electricity course through my veins. Her hand then rubbed my hard cock. ---------------------Feeling Lynn’s hot body against mine was reminding me of a time when my son crawled in bed with me. I started telling her this story. I pulled Lynn close to me as we felt each others body’s. Our fingers doing our thing.“Lynn, I’ve got a story about when my son crawled in bed with me one time.” She said: “Oh good!,…. but I need to orgasm real bad, will you help me after words?” I said: “Of course, I whispered: (we’ll do a cross masturbation after words)...Ok?” She squeezed. After all, if she ever caught you like this, you'd never hear the end of it. By the end of the night, you'd always be coated in a thick layer of your own shameful mess while imagining what it must feel like to be buried inside of each of your daughters' swollen, slick pussy folds. What would they think if they found out their own father was eagerly looking forward to every night that they'd have a "special guest" over?It's some kind of miracle that you landed your gorgeous wife and tantalizing. My reaction was felt by him, but my lack of pulling away or objection only spurned him on. 'See how that felt', again I had no words, so his finger traced a short line to my thigh, now perceivably shaking, my thighs were tightly closed, but as his finger moved slowly upwards, they relaxed. 'A woman cant say no once a man touches her inner thigh'. He was right, well in my case, he certainly was, and the woman opposite us, being groped silly, obviously was, but there was a flash of defiance in.