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The same young pussy that Jan was hoping to have her hands and mouth on tonight. Jan was definitely much more angry with Lisa right now, than she was with her own husband. But there was also a part of her that had actually gotten turned-on from watching them--an animalistic part of her that was wanting to get naked, and jump right into bed with them. In fact, while she was watching John and Lisa fuck, her own hand had automatically moved over to her housecoat-and-panty-covered crotch, and she had started rubbing herself "down there," making it feel good to her. At one point, Jan had even started to sneak back out of John's bedroom, with the intention of simply going back to her own bedroom, and keeping what she had "accidentally" witnessed, as her own "little secret." But Jan couldn't bring herself to leave early, and miss the climax of "the movie"--which in this case was the act of sexual intercourse that was taking place, just a few feet away from her. She had just kept fingering herself through her night-clothing, while she was thinking about John's little mushroom-shaped penis. And about how good it had felt, whenever it was inside her. And about how much she had missed John's lovemaking. By the way, unlike the "Jan" in John's dream, the "real" Jan was not "orgasmically-challenged" in the least. In fact, quite the opposite. Jan was perpetually horny, and had always been able to orgasm at the drop of a hat--even back when she was a young girl. As Jan's pussy crack was getting wet inside her panties, thanks to her finely-honed pussy-fingering skills, she thought about her Uncle Ed, and about how he used to make the crotch of her panties get soaked, whenever he was "tickling" her "naughty parts," and about how she always used to naively giggle away in sheer delight while he was doing that to her. Then she thought about those telltale panties that she had discovered in the bottom of John's dresser nearly a decade ago, and she started feeling totally disgusted with what she was witnessing. Had John been molesting Lisa ever since she was a young girl? And was what Jan was witnessing simply one of a long string of John's sexual encounters with Lisa, that had been periodically taking place throughout all these years? Jan didn't know. But she did know one thing: Lisa was sure enjoying the hell out of it! And Jan found herself actually resenting Lisa for that. Especially when Lisa was orgasming her ass off during John's sperm-release. Jan found herself feeling very jealous of Lisa. At the same time, Jan felt that Lisa had betrayed her, in more ways than one. Jan couldn't just leave the indian room, and let them get away with it. She couldn't just let that "little bitch-in-heat" get away with fucking her husband, right under her own roof. And so Jan felt that she had to speak up, and make her presence known. Once the first word had come out of her mouth, Jan knew that her life would never be the same again. She knew that her marriage was gone for good, and that the wonderful relationship she had had with her daughter was over with. And Jan realized that, after John had cleared out amateur his belongings, and moved out of the house, she would be left with an empty bedroom down the hall--and an 8-inch-long, vibrating, penis-shaped dildo to "keep her company." Oh yeah, and all those other sex toys too. Immediately after Jan had stormed out of John's bedroom, Lisa got up out of bed to go close the bedroom door. And as she did, she grumbled something under her breath that sounded to John like, "I can get some sweet, young pussy any time I want it, you fucking bitch! I don't need that old, shriveled-up 'thing' down between your legs." "Jesus!" John said, rolling over onto his back, while Lisa blowjob was getting back into bed to lie beside him, "What am I gonna do now? Lisa felt really bad for John, because she felt at least partially responsible for what had just happened. And in a way, she was. ‘What did you mean you only want to try to help me?’ I was expecting there would be a delay to get a response since I had waited several days. Arron of course being that much younger was rampant hard, and looking at me for instruction. I let him, even though this is a little closer than I'd blowjob like him to be, I guess it's the least I can give back to him. She pulled off her top and bra, her round breasts swaying, her breasts round and plump. “We were lovers for many years. Finally Tom said to Mark, if you really want me to fuck your wife come guide my dick into her cunt. I laid back and wondered if I should just pretend I was asleep and let it happen. But, whatever. Laying back catching her amateur breath and holding up her empty glass she said "I need another one and another cigarette please." “Oh, a new friend”, then she paused. "NO" It sure looked like I was going to be spending a lot of time in the indian bathroom pumping the old snake over the next couple of weeks that was for sure. While the three took seats, Roger excused himself and returned back with welcome drinks.