I didn't have time to reinvent Hamlet's soliloquy, okay? Let's see how inventive you are when you're life's about to go the way of buggy whips, Edsels... and eight-track tape players. But he lowered the fist to his side, though he kept it clenched tighter than Great Grandpa Macleod squeezing a buffalo nickel when the collection plate passed.The man--I reasonably assumed from the narrow, ratty beard that crawled around its jaw line like an unpressed caterpillar, the Schwarzeneggeresque physique,. Their marriage was was currently in a storm.Slipping into his dressing gown and slippers he dragged himself to the kitchen and began brewing the coffee. As he stood there gazing at the kettle he groaned again; it was the recollection of his week-end misbehaviour at Winthrop’s; with Anita and Sybil’s sister-in-law Jane! How had Jane become involved in this affair for Christ sake! He knew of course; it all revolved around Winthrop Morgan.It was 8am as Jane Anderson gave her husband Jake a cheery. . mmm... my love... mmm... ?" he asked in between beautifying the perfect skin between his true love's toes by wiping the gunk out with his tongue."Get hard for me, sweetie-pie, won't you?"There was a ripping sound as his pajama bottoms tore up the leg, ripped by his stiffening rod. In moments, it looked like a thick broomstick was attached to the young man's crotch -- make that three broomsticks, taped together.Katie brought her hand to her mouth in mock surprise. "Oh, MY, David! Is all THAT. Of coarse the head of Georges cock was the biggest I have ever been exposed too. Too soon George said that he was cumming and I could feel his cock get harder then start jerking as he filled my bowels with his sperm. George leaned forward and kissed me several times on my back as his cock softened and slipped from my ass.I could feel the cum running from my ass when I felt George’s tongue licking it from my balls and ass. This was a first for me and it was amazingly stimulating. George got up.