Dinner went well and Vince asked the kids about school.“Would you two, and Mommy, like an ice cream cone?”Their eyes went wide open.“Can we, Mom...” Ted asked.“Sure, once Vince and I have cleaned the dishes, we can have ice cream.”A quick run for soft ice cream, through the drive-through, made everyone happy.“Okay, once your cones are finished, it’s time to wash up and get ready for bed. You do have school tomorrow.”“We want to stay up longer, Mom,” Barbara said.“Yes, Vince, can we stay up. ” “Then what?” Amy turned her face away, and blushed. “Nervous.” I smiled gently at her, and turned her face back to me. “Come with me, and I’ll show you something.” She nodded, and grabbed my hand back. I smiled a secret little smile, and started walking. There I followed the path. The path lead to an open grove, with the path twisting into different directions, I took Amy to the one bending toward the south end of the grove. Following it, we had to duck under a thorny archway, crouching to. Cindy wasn't egotistical but she knew she was attractive, she knew she was sexually hot, and she thought maybe she'd even have Chuck father this baby like he had so many of her earlier ones. Chuck was still one of the hottest fucks Cindy had ever had and that included her sexy hunk of a husband, Tim.Cindy had maintained a very regular and active sexual lifestyle from the beginning of her marriage with Tim, and after she and Tim had begun their incestuous partner-swapping relationship with his. Aware of her legs opening and closing I remembered her doing that absently as she drank her tea on the couch. My hand went directly between them. As I touched the fabric of her shorts and felt the puffiness my eyes had previously seen I realized she had been like a siren beckoning me with its exposure. Testing the softness overlapping the seam in her crotch I also felt how damp the area of fabric had become. Figuring her node would be bulging and accessible I explored the seam ‘til I felt the.