It was at that time I started waking up with a hard on, and sometimes spots on my boxers. And I believe my mom started looking different at me to, be...ause often she could just come lie down right next to me, sometimes running her hand up and down my thighs, really close to my crotch, sometimes even gaze it with her fingertips. And when I stood up to walk away she ran her hand down my bottom. And she started doing it more and more. At that time I had started pounding myself, I started doing. We were like k**s, after he came, I pushed him in the stream, and we splashed and played in the water. The cool water made my nipples stick straight out giving my husband something to suck on – this water will be good for cleaning up after some good fucking. When we got out of the water my husband got me on my knees and screwed me hard and deep in my asshole, making me make little screaming noises until we both came. We than just laid back naked out in the warn sun and dozed off to sleep. I. My girlfriend suddenly pulled my face up and licked her wetness from my lips.“Fuck me,” She said.I grabbed her hips and flipped her onto all fours. The busty woman leaned back over the arm of the couch, and I guided my girlfriends face between her legs. She lapped at the woman’s pussy like a dog, as I slid my cock into her from behind. Over her shoulder I watched the busty woman’s husband shove his cock into her mouth. For a few glorious minutes, we held that position—me fucking my girlfriend’s. She had felt embarrassed about being with another man. I broke the silence in the early evening and assured her that I loved watching her with Russell and that it turned me on in an incredible way. Nisha was still not convinced and did not want to hurt my feelings. I told her that as long as she was my wife I was more than happy for her to be with someone like Russell. Nisha admitted to me later that evening that the orgasm was amazing. I asked if she wanted to see Russell again to which she.