” He grasped her hair as hard as she had hold of his and stared into her face, letting sweat-droplets fall onto her as he shafted. He was swollen li...e intractable granite inside her, powered by the inexhaustible energies of youth and lust. Goddamn, he was a king, a fucking sex-master. “You wanted it, now you take it. That husband of yours can stay the fuck away, ‘cos I’m gonna fuck you all summer long.” “God yes,” she groaned, clinging to his hair and his back. “Yes you are. You’re gonna. We charmed one of the young crew members and checked-out our booze with him, no questions asked and free fuck that night for him, gave us the oil we needed to loosen our long legs for a nights debauched fucking.I found myself, as in the hotel at the start of my story, wandering the corridors looking into cabins with their doors ajar. I was drunk and looking for a fuck and even wandered into a cabin where a man lay sleeping on his bunk, snoring.I closed his cabin door, the noise he was making. When he was done, Constance and I decided to take the Lexus and find a nice place for lunch, then hit some men's wear stores to see about a new wardrobe, and an office center to find a much better laptop and computer gear.Our shopping expedition, which commenced shortly after lunch, could have taken all day, if I didn't play out so quickly. We were at Eduardo De Pandi, a wonderful men's store on Wisconsin Avenue, in Chevy Chase, when I felt the weariness coming on, I asked the sale person to. Standing in the frame was the naked silhouette of my husband.I smiled erotically, enjoying the sense of empowerment I held over my obviously cuckold husband.Kneeling on all fours on the bed, wearing only stockings, garters and high heels, looking like the proverbial porno slut.Hubby walked over toward me with the strongest erection he’d ever sported, thrusting forward as I placed my warm lips around the head of his cock. My tongue swirled around the purple glans as he began to moan loudly. His.