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From then on, I arranged frequent fishing trips. It wasn't toodifficult to get away. My wife had decided to start pottery classesand had met some girls who played in a skittles league. So somenights she was out and some nights I was. We still were quite happy.Diana dressed me in all sorts of pretty dresses and the mostgorgeous underwear. We would cuddle up on the sofa, three girlstogether and watch old weepy films. Jane stopped wearing her maid'soutfit and dressed very prettily.Then. “God, I’m desperate to come,” Mrs Spencer moaned, stomach tensing as she worked at herself. “Oh, look at you,” she added, spotting my hard-on. “Stiff and gorgeous. Sammy, that’s impressive,” Mrs Spencer purred. “My husband couldn’t manage that so soon after he’s come.”“It’s you,” I moaned, awed by what I was seeing. “Your body…” I muttered.“If I wasn’t married, I’d ask you to put that thing inside me, Sammy,” Mrs Spencer said, eyes on my cock.Overwhelmed with need, I worked at my cock groaning. Mom was moaning my name softly and trying to rub back against me, but I wasn't done yet.Mom had always been a bit of an athlete and was still pretty flexible from what I remembered, so I grabbed another guy and quickly bound her ankle, which she seemed to enjoy."Hey what are you doing?" she said as I started to walk away tugging on the rope firmly, leaving her on only one foot as I tied the remainder of the rope to a fairly close by tree trunk."Let’s see how we do like this huh?" I said with a.

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