Suddenly Grace piped up.“Sue, honey, would you mind awfully if I borrowed your husband today? I feel like I’ve been neglecting him a little, and I...thought I might show him how grateful I am and what he means to me …”Grace’s grin and tone of voice left none of us in any doubt as to how she planned to show her gratitude and feelings. She wasn’t going to be baking me cookies, or at least not in the physical sense.There was no argument from Sue, especially not when Grace added a secondary. Her mouth was open. Her body moved up and down with the force of his thrusts into her. I looked down. My wife's naked leg was was bent at the knee with her foot resting flat on the sheets. His naked hips were resting inside her leg. Her dress was gathered around her waist and her panties seemed to be pulled to one side. He haden't even bothered to completely undress her. He was fucking her thru the leg opening in her panties! My virgin bride who became my prudish little wife was being dearly. . then I slowly moved down to her globies… She was wearing a salwar kameez. I started rolling her top from the stomach. For the first time I saw her belly button.. The beautiful quench started driving me crazy… I am always greedy when it comes to a woman’s body, that after she leaves the bed, she should not feel that any part of her body is untouched by my lips :-). I tasted and teased her belly button and filled with my saliva.I felt the shiver in her stomach when I blow air on her filled. The dimness of the light reduced the image to black and white, Marge’s ass looking smooth, round, and unblemished, and her father’s muscles rippling as he hunched into his writhing wife.The covers were a heaped mess on the floor at the foot of the bed, and Lisa noticed that her mother was all but shredding the bottom sheet with her long fingernails which dug into the mattress deeply for support.Lisa felt a knot in her stomach, one that twisted all the way down between her young legs.Homer moved.