“If you’d like to stay and watch. I’m sure you’d be - er - thrilled?”“Mmmm. A double bonus,” Mrs Wilson said. “A fit young man and ... very trim young lady and my own private porn show. I never expected such a good day.”She sat and watched and Sheila looked ot me. I grinned and moved to her.Turning her to Face Mrs Wilson, I stood behind her and reached around. Slowly I unbuttoned the white blouse she was wearing and eased it off her shoulders. A vary thin, lacy bra was all that held. As Tina came over she said to Helga "See you tomorrow" and Helga said to her "These are friends of mine they'll give you a lift home", she smiled sweetly and said "Ok thankyou".When we'd finished our coffee we said to Tina "We'll have to pop home for a while" she said "Ok". When we got to our house as we unloaded the shopping Tina sat watching us and talking about herself. She lived at home, wasn't confident enough to go out cos of her thick glasses, but she spent a lot of time on the. “You mean later today, right? And yes, I’ve got you covered.” Over and over, that conversation replayed in his mind and only dissipated when he and Frankie lay their heads to rest. With the exception of a smaller fridge and a built-in closet favouring one side, their room was a carbon copy of where the recorded sex session occurred. In the early morning, they awoke in a spooning position – Frankie panty-less, wearing a shirt barely covering her bum; Bill in a plain white tee and checkered boxer. What had seemed like such a chore at first was now filling the pup with ecstasy each time he sunk his member into her snug mound, enveloping his entire penis up to the hilt. He even felt the rhythmic drum of his testicles against her cunt arousing, as his ballsack tensed and relaxed periodically in sync with his aggressive cadence. He was not sure what the purpose of those organs were, but he could tell they were full and heavy, itching for release. It was about this time that Buster felt a new.