I couldn't handle it anymore, I quickly jumped up and out of the water without a word, I ran inside and scrambled for that cream. Confused, Mariah fol...owed me. I turned around, trying not to stumble at the site of my baby girl soaking wet in a tight 2-piece bikini. I could see her hard nipples poking through. I was flabbergasted, speechless, motionless. Mariah had noticed the itch cream in my hand. "Turn around, let me rub it in for you.", she said. I was drunk, so I thought nothing of it and. He kisses her deeply, and pushes his hips forward. His cock slides into her - although his shaft is thick, and her pussy is nice and tight, there is enough lubrication to prevent any resistance, and her vagina stretches easily around his penis. A loud groan escapes her lips as he fills her up, pushing his cock as far in as he can get it. "Oh fuck yeah," she sighs. Their bodies are pressed together, her arms around his back and his hands caressing her arse, and they're kissing passionately as he. And then the doorbell rang. "I'll get it," she said, wickedly.Leanne walked into our front room, smiling sheepishly, followed by Lisa, who couldn't keep the smile off her face. "So," she said to our young neighbour. "I hear you've been fucking my husband."Leanne looked puzzled, not quite sure how to take her tone of voice. "Well, yeah," she said, guardedly. "You know..." You're a very naughty girl," Lisa interrupted, stepping in front of Leanne. "He's a married man, and I need him to fuck. She asked me if we could watch another movie. I told okay and she asked me for a ghost movie. We locked the door and switched of the lights and she was sitting so close to me. I kept the laptop on the attached stand in the train. I stared the movie and sat quiet. She was sitting too close to me on my left. Whenever there was a thriller or night scene she was really scared and would hold me tight. As I’ve seen it many times earlier, I stayed cool(but had a little fear inside).At one stage.