This was too wonderful to stop. After a few minutes Jessica slid down on to the floor beside Stacey. Her breathing was ragged, she was very aroused. S...iding her hand into her mothers dress, she lifted it up over Stacey’s head . She was naked to the waist. Stacey’s nipples were hard and standing stiff, Jessica leant over and took the left one in her mouth. Running her tongue around the Aureole she slipped her hand in between Stacey’s legs and began to finger her while she sucked. Stacey obliged,. We knew that soon it would destroy our marriage, our relationship and us both as individuals.Of all things, a blocked kitchen sink and too much alcohol put me onto my present path. David and I had rowed at breakfast and I had opened a bottle of wine to help drown my sorrows when the sink added to my miseries by refusing to empty.The plumber, a nondescript guy in his mid forties, started on the blockage and in my slightly inebriated state I offered him a glass of wine which he declined so I. "And now that Tiffany is all rested up, she'd like to play some more... if you're 'up' for it, James!" You're a naughty little slut aren't you, Tiffany? What did you have in mind?" I asked her, grinning."Well, you've seen mine... now I want to see yours!" she said, squeezing my cock bulge. Up to now, I hadn't removed my jeans or underwear, only my shirt. And although she had reached in to play with my cock a bit while we were making out, she had yet to see it in its full glory."I guess that is. It was all too soon that the count had reached ten and we were done. “Now tell me again that you don’t like to be spanked.” Erin was having a hard time not laughing. “I... oh god, I do like to be spanked!” Voicing it out loud almost made me dizzy with a whirlwind of stray thoughts and stomach-churning butterflies. “But how - why?” I didn’t understand this. Bridget sat down on her chair once more, right next to my stretched-out body, but Erin seemed to have no inclination to withdraw her finger.