‘Dirty boy’ she said smiling and as we looked back there it was – the tip of his cock was above the water. ‘Jesus”’ I exclaimed and watche... and my wife’s slender hand rub it to the very top then disappear under the water again.‘I can see you are impressed’ whispered Claire in my ear ‘He is very big – but hey you aren’t so bad yourself’ gripping my hard tool through my own trunks. ‘How bit are you?’ ‘about 11 inches’ I said ‘Mmm not quite as big as Danny but still I can’t wait for you to fuck me. My other hand under her bra-less singlet enjoying her fleshy softness and her nipple hardness. Brit was a slut. Billy had picked her well. Her hands were quick enough to enjoy grabbing my still decent arse under my thin dress. I unhooked her remaining denim strap and her top flopped down to her waist. Her singlet yanked off over her head and her tits, my step-sons girlfriends boobs were all mine. Oh she was a bitch, she didn’t care that it was a milf exploring her chest muffins. Her young body. I can’t remember all the places she took me to. Then at last we went back to her place, had an early meal and got ready to go to the opera.” “Was she actually interested in opera too?” “Not just opera. She was – I mean, she is – very musical, knows a lot and plays the piano beautifully. She did that a lot during the week I was with her.” “How did the evening go?” “It was a marvellous performance. Not as great as La Scala or Covent Garden or the Met, of course, but pretty damn good all the. He moaned with delight as he held her arms apart and shackled them to fur-laced handcuffs dangling from the ceiling. He removed himself from her, took her nylons from the floor, and gagged her. The ankle shackles on the edges of the bed quickly held her legs apart. He then lotioned her body and his with baby oil, his fingers exploring her curves and penetrating her crevices of desire. Her sounds of ecstasy were getting louder, but still muffled.He took an artificial phallus from the hot water,.