Beth gasped, liking her sex rough even when self-indulged. She bit her lip, choking down a squeal of delight as her orgasm erupted. Her hips bucked,...bedsprings creaking in protest. She arched her back, contorting left and right as her thighs and tummy quivered with passionate delight. Then she collapsed, shuddering, desperately gasping for breath as the convulsive ecstasy shivered through her loins.In the aftermath, Beth lay on the bed, taunt with anticipation. Would this be the night that. “Show me the way to my room, I could use a shower.”With Sandra leading the way and Susan on my arm I asked, “Shouldn’t you girls be out on a date with some good looking guys?”“Actually mom called us and told us to possibly expect you.”“Am I that predictable?”“You must be to her,” Sandra said. “She doesn’t plan on telling daddy where you are.”“Us moving out over two years ago and now you moving out made her finally realize that he is a prick.”“Truer words have never been spoken,” I said. “I’ll. At that exact moment Judy stuck my dick inside of her and we both started getting off. She collapsed on top of me.She put her lips up to my ear,"I am sure glad I married you. Guess what, I can't wear my swim suit." Let me loose, untie me!"Judy untied me. I got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. I was into my own thoughts about what my wife did. Did she do it for a story time for me or was she drunk and wanted to see what a black dude felt like? Will I have to watch out or am I. Having been excited at our use of the ‘Kitty Litter’ I had earlier urinated in our shared bathroom sink rather than empty my piss into the toilet.Despite my own naughtiness, I was amazingly excited at the prospect of seeing Sandra’s toilet over the floor. In my mind, I argued that it was nowhere near as perverse to spray your pee into a sink bowl connected to the drains, as it was to pee over the carpet.‘Why don’t you have a pee as well if you want?' Unable to resist the incredible offer I.