Then, I started a fire atop the clay base using larger branches and then logs.Two days later, we mortared the fired clay base in place atop the waist-...igh rock pedestal. The pedestal put the bread oven at a height that made it easier for the women to use. The next day, we set the rounded dome on top, sealing it to the base with mortar. After the mortar dried for a day, I started a fire inside the now-completed oven to test it and to make sure the mortar was dry. I told the women it would be. The i****tuous pair were sat holding hands quietly across the kitchen table and drinking their tea, like young star-crossed lovers, still as naked as they had spent the afternoon, neither saying a lot. Three very satisfying times that afternoon he had had her in her own bed, three hard and lust filled times with an urgency that is hard to describe, lust, not love, three times too make up for lost time screwing`s, and three times which they both knew was not going to completely sate their. He was perfectly still before, a slave to my wife’s pleasures, but now he was fucking her, meeting her every stroke. My cock felt like it is going to burst, and I felt dizzy from the torment, but my wife's fucking was relentless. I could tell she had abandoned herself to the dirty act. Her eyes were half rolled back into her head and her moans had changed from soft whispers to loud groans of pleasure. She started to scream, "Oh, god, oh my GOD, yes yes yes YES. I'm cumming, I'm cumming,. They were a little early but he didn't mind. John opened the door and told them to come in while he was hidden from view."I got a surprise for you guys."Ramos and Steven walked in and saw him holding Camille."Looks like you're throwing a little party in here." Ramos laughed and reached out to grab Camille's right breast. She tried to squirm away but John held her tight and grabbed her left breast at the same time. Steven closed the door and immediately started unbuckling his pants."I thought.