She wondered about Barbara. Cliff and Barbara had been married when they were both eighteen and had moved to another town, so Linda didn't know her sister-in-law well. And Linda had been ten years younger and only a child, so this was the first real opportunity she had to get acquainted with Cliff's wife and their teenage children.

Now she pushed her long black hair away from her face and spread her legs wide. She moved her hands over her body, gyrating her hips and watching her tits wobble.

She wondered then if eighteen year old Darcy liked her. She'd gotten the impression from the little redhead that maybe Darcy wasn't too happy about her aunt being there. Then she decided she was being paranoid. The kid's just shy, she thought, caressing the silken nest of pussy-hairs that formed a frame for her juicy gash.

She glanced at the door that separated the guest room she was occupying from the master bedroom. She had distinctly heard Cliff and Barbara balling last night. She'd heard all the squealing and groaning and moaning until she thought she'd lose her mind.

She thought about her ex-husband and how his cock had felt sliding slowly, always slowly, into her cum. That was one thing Steve was very good at. Filling her pussy.

She fondled her inner thighs as she thought about the old days when she'd been married. She ran her fingers over her cunt-folds and rocked her ass. If there was one thing she missed, it was getting fucked regularly. She had loved sucking Steve's cock too. There was nothing that thrilled her more than feeling his dick grow stiff and excited under her touch.

She humped her ass up and down and frigged her snatch as she remembered how she used to lower her face to Steve's prick and bring her wet lips down to his cock. She'd moved slowly, the way he'd taught her. In fact, Steve had taught her everything she knew about sex. She'd been just eighteen when they'd started going together. Younger than Darcy was now. And he'd broken her in.