Tuesday started hot and sunny, and even my light shorts and a T-shirt felt warm on the ride to work. But nothing compared to the heat Mrs. Jones, ahh,...Helen, generated in me, when she turned up, all dressed in white. A thin, white blouse with a rounded cut out, held together by a string, tied on her shoulders, a flimsy bra underneath, and a killer skirt. An innocent looking long skirt, almost to her feet, but whenever she was back lighted by the sun, pouring in through the windows, the thin. Jayne lifted her head, “that was nice, you want to park your car?” our little saying for come stick your cock in me…“Just thought you should know your moans have had the guys next door looking at us having fun again, he’s gone off somewhere stroking himself, clearly you made him excited his mats also are having a good view”“Where are they now” Jayne asked, “I have no idea where that one has gone the others are just looking at us now! You want me to stand up and have a look?”As I stood I could. Sammy nodded. Then I took Sammy’s hands and led him over to the sofa. “I asked Sammy what was bothering him. ‘Do you not want to have sex with us any more, or what?’ I asked.“‘Well,’ said Sammy, ‘That’s what's been bothering me all week. What we did was, well honestly, to be fair, it was pretty darned bisexual. Wasn’t it? I mean, you rubbed our dicks together and made us both kiss the cum from your lips, and well …”“Then Ian joined us and handed Sammy that beer. They clinked bottles and both. She was obviously wet as you could hear the slapping of his balls against her shaved pussy. I moved around from different angles taking pictures and some video watching them fuck. He slowed down and turned her over onto all fours and started up again fucking her beautiful pink slit with that angry brown cock. He was quite a cocksman and drove it in deep time and time again. I got some of the best pics in this position by positioning myself in front of my wife and taking pics of her ass up in.