Once he had consumed each curve, his tongue delved into the cleft of her ass, and Moira thrilled to the sensations that swept like a hot fire over her... He circled the tightly puckered flower that was usually hidden in the darkness, now desperate for his nourishing affections. And like a flower blossoming under the loving care of the hot spring sun, Moira flourished under his enticingly hot mouth. Low moans sounded from deep in her throat, punctuated by an occasionally pleading “yes!” that was. He looked down between his legs and let out a loud belly laugh.“No, that’s just me. I forget about it sometimes, sorry,” he said.I rolled my eyes. “Don’t think I’m that naïve.”“I assure you, I don’t.”I looked him straight in the eyes. “You’re trying to tell me that that is 100% natural?” I asked, pointing to the anaconda hiding under his boxer briefs.“Sure am,” he said. I still wasn’t buying it.“You must have girls lined up around the block waiting for it then.”“Nope. A lot want to see it when. When her orgasms hit, she screams again " OMG..JOHN..JOHN..OH GOD," my name falling from her lips as she feels me claim her over and over again. I damn near roared when I feel her orgasms and it pushs me fully over the edge. I pulled out and pushed her roughly back down on the bed face first. Spreading her legs roughly apart, I slammed myself back into her tight ass, pinning her to the bed with my weight. Wrapping her hair around my fist I pull her head back to look into her eyes. " Mine," I. Clearly, it wasn't that pleasant for Marianne either, who gasped with a painful grimace, snatched the cell phone from the table, and pressed it to her ear.Gareth sat back on the mattress, cross-legged, his penis twitching in attendance, while Marianne sat on the side of the bed nodding her head and occasionally shaking it, making occasional monosyllabic utterances."So, you'll be back early then!" she confirmed, just before turning off the cell phone and replacing it on the table."Your husband's.