"Oh, hi Mrs. Jones. Is Betsy there?" My darling daughter squirmed on my prick. My wife sat nearby, rubbing her cunt. I don't know if it was to get her...elf off again or to soothe it from the banging I had given her a few minutes ago."Hi Betts. Guess what I'm sitting on." Oh shit!," I thought. "Here's where it hits the fan." I gave Marcie a stern look, but she simply wiggled her cute ass around on my prick and continued to chat as if she were telling her friend about a new dress or TV. We entered and climbed the stairs.Her aunt lived on the fifth floor, and Chloe was huffing by the time we got up. "I wish they'd get an elevator," she said.There were two doors on either side of the landing, one labeled "5A", the other "5B". Chloe headed toward 5A, and before she even knocked, the door opened revealing a woman.Her hair was blond, long, and darker than her niece's. Her skin was soft brown with a scatter of freckles, and while she hadn't the lean, hard muscles of youth, her body. But then he was done. Mark also took good care of Linda's needs. He made her cum eight times before he was spent. He wanted to cum more than the three times he did, but his body just would not let him. Linda put on a robe and walked Mark out to the living room. Lilly was just coming out of the bedroom with George. “Did you two have a good time?” Linda asked. “Did George fill you up?' “Oh yes. He felt different inside of me than Mark but I liked the differences a lot. He took care of my needs. I slid two fingers in and out of my pussy. I pumped hard, slamming my hand up against my cunt with each stroke. I pounded up to the point of orgasm but stopped just short of it and removed my fingers. I sucked my cunt juices off each finger. I grabbed the soap and washed up. I had to get out of this tub. I had to finish the job I had started with my fingers. Taking my time, I stepped out of the tub and dried and walked back into my bedroom with Pep. I laid my towel down on the bed and sat on.