Before I could get a word out ofmy mouth I looked up and it was Alfred holding me down. I said " what the fuck Alfred. What are you doing?" He said " ... want to fuck you." I yelled at him "get the fuck out of here you weirdo." He said "if you don't I will tell my Mom that I saw you, Jean and Tom having sex together." i said " that's a lie." He said got down in my face and said " when I spent the night that one time I saw you three in Jean's room naked and playing with each other." I tried to. Somehow the pair of them felt extra horny as they walked from their front door down the drive to their waiting car; Pete quickly opened the passenger door for his beautifully sexy wife and was delighted to see a flash of naked thigh and panty as she slid into the seat. Slipping himself into the driving seat he patted his wife's knee before starting the car and smoothly moved off and joined the light traffic heading towards town.The conversation in the car was strained as both tried to put out. I could see little tears running down her face, with periodical smirks of ecstasy, signifying she had totally given herself to me. And I was going to give her more.I dragged her to the bedroom, ripping off her blouse and lehnga on the way, and threw her on the bed. She, like every trained village slut, lied on her back and opened her legs. What does she think of me? Her husband? I slapped her face and told her to turn over like my little bitch. She obeyed.I lean over her, kiss her and tell her,. This combination of sensations was so intense that I immediately lost my load. As my balls and sphincter spasmed through my orgasm, I could feel my asshole squeezing Marty’s finger still buried within. I don’t think I ever had as strong an ejaculation as he had just elicited. As we both sat there panting on the love seat, trying to catch our breaths, I asked if that had been the second half of the lesson. “Not quite,” Marty responded, “but we’re definitely moving in the right direction.” At.