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Back in the Saddle
Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
about?" John asked as he approached. "Oh, just girl talk. You forgot the ice honey," Madison told him, noticing the only thing he'd brought back was the bottle of tequila and a half full glass. "Geez," he grumbled. "I'll get it," Helen announced, getting up and heading toward the house, her ass swishing back and forth the entire distance. "She's something else," Madison said more to herself than to anyone in particular. "That she is," John agreed sitting down in Helen's vacant chair and turning to face his mother. "Listen Mom, I want to apologize for how I stared at you earlier. You just look so good in that suit I couldn't help myself." "Thank you John, I'm flattered that you think so. But I wish you'd do me a favor and not drink too much, okay?" "Don't worry, I won't," he said, tipping the glass and draining the rest of his drink before standing and saying he was going for a swim. "Here's the ice," Helen said as she reached the serving cart. "Can I fix you another Madi?" Madison glanced down at her empty glass and wondered when she'd finished it. Holding it out she let her mind wander back to her earlier conversation with Helen. When was the last time I had my world rocked she asked herself. Was it before or after her two-timing husband had run off with his nineteen-year-old secretary? It had to have been after, since that had happened almost ten years ago she reasoned. She started to get a ... little frustrated because she couldn't honestly remember when the last time she'd had an enjoyable sexual experience. There had been a few wham bam thank you ma'ams over the years, but nothing earth shaking. The only orgasms she'd had recently were the ones she'd given herself. "Damn girl, you look deep in thought. Anything I can help with?" Helen asked, reclaiming her seat and holding out Madison's drink. "No, just trying to remember something is all," she replied, accepting the drink and tipping the glass to her full lips. Sipping her drink Madison watched as her son's muscular body glided effortlessly through the water. The stiffness in her nipples was gone, but the dampness at her crotch was a reminder that she'd been aroused by the way her son had looked at her. Unable to shake the image of his bulge from her brain she turned to Helen and asked what she'd meant about bagging guys that didn't need a pill to get it up. "You're wondering if I cheat on my husband aren't you?" Helen inquired, her eyes watching John in the pool. "Yeah." "Technically no. Donald and I have an arrangement. He can bang all the twenty-somethings he wants, and I can do the same. The only rule is we don't tell the other about our conquests." "I don't know how you two can do that. Doesn't the sanctity of marriage mean anything anymore?" "Don't be such a prude Madi. Donald and I learned a long time ago that with all the times we are apart both of us ...