Long after her first orgasm had been and gone, he had held back, till she had been overtaken again and again by more convulsions and involuntary screa...s of pleasure, to end soaked with perspiration and exhaustion beside him, his essence, mixed with her blood, leaking out onto her legs, till sleep took her.He had left the bedroom curtains open in the middle, and a golden bar of sunlight from the rising sun moved slowly towards his face as she watched him, she kissed him lightly on his brow as. She didn't think they would let her qualify for four concubines, and she had almost qualified for six. She was in a playful mood, something quite rare for her. She was relieved that the ordeal was over and was looking for a reason to party when she headed north from the Confederacy's offices downtown. Instead of going to her own office, she went back home to a northern suburb of Jackson."Hey Jude, I'm home," she announced as she entered the kitchen from the garage.Judith Mueller stuck her head. I begged her to frig herself, as I should otherwise lose the delightful view of her glorious arse in all the amorous action she so deliciously exercised when love's dart was buried in her rapture-giving cunt; besides which, my upright position enabled me to frig her charming arsehole, and thus add to the pleasure my straining prick was yielding to her cunt. There never was a more imaginative creature than my darling Louisa. She cried out,'Harry, my love, call me your darling Duchess, and I will. Peter groaned his satisfaction. Within a few pumps of his manhood, he was buried into my sweet wife. His cock basking in its latest conquest.Peter established a beautiful rhythm, Long strokes,. Sweet long strokes all the way to the tip of his head, all the way down where their respective bushes smashed together. The rhythm was perfect where his balls cocked back on the withdrawal of his cock and smacked right on my wife's asshole as he plunged into her making a beautiful smacking sound. .