This was going to be a bonanza for us, this stop and the next one could be our biggest money-makers of the season. But we had to work hard.That mornin... I helped Nick and Steve repair the old Tilt-A-Whirl and get it ready for us to open at 11:00. A couple of the wheel bearings were broken, on two of the cars, and it was getting harder and harder to get parts for the old, German ride. We had to have them sent all the way from Stuttgart and then the post office had to find us for the delivery. The. I picked it up and examined it. I bent it a little and peaked underneath the grey cover. It was a copy of Playgirl Magazine. I was ecstatic. A subscription to Playgirl Magazine meant that she liked at least looking at young men in all their glory. This was my angle and I had a plan.I went back to my room to get a copy of my "60 Plus MILFs" magazine. I put it on my desk hiding it under a copy of a car magazine, but had it stick out just enough so that you could tell this was some kind of porn. " I looked up at Emma and the enthusiastic stare she was showing, encouraged me even more. "You got it," I said, stroking my cock a few more times until I felt the first surge coming. My aim was a little off and the first jet of sperm shot out and hit Mollie on her upper lip and nose. She laughed, still holding out her tongue. The second and third blasts landed right on it and she moaned hungrily as it dribbled to the back of her mouth. Three more blasts shot onto her tongue before the stream. "Okay, you are right. And yes, Jen came several times while we fucked," Tom admitted. Even as I was doing this, I knew I was wrong. I was treating my husband like a prosecutor treats a hostile witness on the stand. But I could not seem to stop myself."So then what happened?" “After we made love again this morning, I mean fucked. After we fucked again this morning, she asked me if I wanted to try something different.”“And of course, you thought ‘why not?’ Right?” I asked rhetorically. By my.