He senses she is close to climax, and he knows he is close himself. ‘I’m going to come all over your tits!’ he whispers in her ear. ‘Do it! Bu... you’re cleaning it up!’ She hisses. He speeds up, plunging in and out of her steaming cunt, she comes as he pulls out and then pumps his cock until ropes of come string across her tits and he groans with his release. He rubs it into her tits, the nipples hard, she moans with pleasure. He lowers his mouth and licks his own release from her tits, mouthing. This week away we’ll give them back to him….’ The two men heard him throw up behind them, ‘Oh shit…he missed the newspaper….better stop as soon as you can…we need to clean up the mess.’ ‘Fuck….the things we do for friends!’ * Misha sat on the rock breathing in deeply as he looked out at the fantastic scenery before him. For miles he could see just pure scenic countryside, with its fields edged with stone walls, streams and lakes, woods and small isolated cottages spread out as far as the eye. What I hadn’t counted on was the amount of beer they were drinking and Tom’s ability to manipulate the situation. It all started with a bet between Phil and Bob on weather or not one of the teems would make a first down. Tom suggested the looser would have to have Fifi sit on his lap for ten minuets. Tom looked right at me and I knew better than to protest. They agreed and Phil lost. I sat on Phil’s knee but Bob piped up “on the LAP”! Phil is a big guy so he had no problem holding me but I was. "Now I'm going to say it was Freddy's fault," she laughed. "He was teasing and flirting like we used to do when I wanted sex, and he teased that he was going to perform his best with Tina to give me a world-class sex show to masturbate to. I was all for it, but I had to sadly remind him that it hurts to even touch me there, now."All along, as she was talking, the two of them had been playing with my cock. My wife was squeezing at the base and playing with my balls while Christine was stroking.