I lifted one foot to the edge of the tub, spreading my legs. Fanny's finger slipped back between my cheeks and she prodded my hole.I gave it up right ...hen and there. I spurted what little semen was left in me into her mouth and she gulped until I stopped. She gave me one last lick and then handed me the soap. She turned away and said, "Wash my back, hun, okay?"I numbly took the soap and scrubbed her back. I didn't stop there either. I worked down into her ass crack and scrubbed her there too.. She took itfrom me, put my phone inside and closed it again."Now, you can stand up, because we need to go downstairs, its nearlyfive o'clock!"I stood up and found that now the dress was just an inch clear of thefloor. The purple and gold tulle skirt flared out from my waist in theshape of a cone, so that, by the time it reached the ground it stuck outat least two feet. I walked gingerly down the spiral staircase andacross the hallway to the lift. We went down to the front hallway, myheels. We had a friend from Atlanta that would fly down to join us for a weekend and for that weekend got to see my sexy wife really enjoying herself again. I often joked that it must have been the warm weather over there that got my wife back to her hot, sexy self. It was that jokey remark that set up what I'm about to relate. July of this year we were, as usual spending our holiday in Florida, and as it was my wife's birthday was while we were over there, we decided we'd spend it at Cypress Cove, a. I needed to speak to her, I needed to get closer to her if I was going to make this plan work. Yes, I thought, I needed to get real fucking close as possible.After all, I was a good guy, I really don’t like to cause pain if it was at all possible. Then again, in this case, I was sure that it was my wife that had lured her sister into our bed.I sat there feeling the heat sooth my leg. What seemed like only a few minutes later I snapped my eyes open. I was still in the living room, still in my.