. . ‘ His word trailed off as Heather stripped him of his dressing gown. She smiled to herself as she traced her fingers over his huge, throbbing co...k. ‘I want to fuck you, Heather,’ Cameron said. ‘Yes, Cameron. Fuck me. Put that hard cock in my hungry little cunt.’ Cameron pushed Heather to the floor and mounted her. He pushed his cock into the damp curls between her legs. ‘God, oh my God, Heather. Feels so goddamn good. Your cunt is so fucking tight. I love your fucking cunt, you little. "Hey there, sailor," Ellen called from the bathroom doorway a few minutes later. "I've got a surprise for you. Make sure you wash your face, 'cause no one wants to kiss a dirty mouth."David smiled to himself and did just that, scrubbing his face and then rinsing it off as she climbed into the shower behind him. He didn't know just what game she wanted to play, but he was looking forward to it. Aside from their teasing about Linda's bedroom talk concerning him spanking her, they hadn't tried any. Anticipating a busy night, she lay down to take a nap herself.Muted sounds from the kitchen woke her sometime later. Investigating, shefound her spouse working to clean the oven, his head buried inside up tohis shoulders. He was perspiring heavily as he struggled to scrub off thebuilt-up crud on the sides. He paused to wipe the sweat from his brow andhad an aha moment. He could not believe how much he had taken Ellen andall wives for granted over the years. As he worked to finish, he felt. ” Mimi replied, and then kissed me, her tongue slipping into my mouth and sliding over mine.“And anyway,” I said, after a delicious interval of tasting tongue, “the girls are able to sleep soundly through even the shrieking of a bevy of banshees – think of the noise you were making earlier.”Mimi snuggled down alongside me. “True; and now, after giving you time to regain your strength, shall we test your hypothesis regarding shrieking banshees and sleeping children?”We had travelled the length.