In most stories, the person the protagonist is cheating with just happened to be in the right place at the right time. Most times their actions are se...n solely as a lustful consequence of actions known to us, performed by the male or female protagonist without any real consequences befalling the convenient cock or pussy. I don’t happen to share that view. They are now actors and not just acted upon. They are now an integral part of the story and shouldn’t be allowed to just exit stage left when. "I must have looked sheepish so she punched me on the shoulder, “Just messing with you," she laughed. “I think we’ll delay breakfast and make it a brunch, is that okay with you? Can you stay for lunch?."“Yes, if it’s not too much trouble. We’ve got relatives coming for tea, so I’ll need to be away by around four."“Lovely, I know that Ruth will be pleased."“She’s an amazing girl Kate, a real credit to you."“Why thank you, Sam, that means a lot." She turned to continue making the tea, then turned. When she spoke, though, I realized she was breathing heavily. Did she like that? Hell, how couldn't she?"No, actually." I said, gaining confidence. "Sit on your ass and hold your legs out." I was gonna have some fun.She "reluctantly" complied, spinning over and sitting on that perfect ass of hers, lifting her long, smooth legs. I grabbed the tops of both of her feet, and positioned my cock in between them. I slowly started thrusting in between her soles. It was an interesting feeling. Her foot. "She says giggling like a madwoman.My twelve-year-old daughter was flying around her room, she got my eyes and personally but her mother's stupid espier powers and her green hair. It had been a struggle to bath her and get the pyjamas on, but now I was defeated."Why are you so hyper Luna? Come on its way past your bedtime." Oh, Mama, let me have some ice cream before she left." She said with a broad grin."Of course she did" I can almost pitcher it now T giggling menacingly thinking of my.