Then on the beginning of April she was on a trip to the southern parts of Sweden, one afternoon the phone rings and I picked up and heard her voice, c...n I speak with my sister, and I called on my wife, she came and took the phone.after a short wild I heard my wife said the she need to be alone for a minute.when she came out from our bedroom she told me that she has to go her sisters apartment the next day.Sure I said do you want me to come along, and her fast reply was no not this time.so the. Just before I climaxed, she changed the finger-and-thumb grip to a full hand grip, squeezing hard. And, with Emma watching intently, I came.Boy, did I cum! Two days of pent-up sperm rocketed out of my shaft, flew high into the air, and spattered onto my chest and belly. The next pulse was even higher. The third, not so much, and the fourth barely cleared my cap. Every muscle in my body felt the strain of the orgasm. Then it relaxed, and my gaze fell on Emma. She was laying on her side, her. At first he left it in there, allowing me to adjust to his cock in my ass, before he started to slowly fuck me with short strokes, that became longer and faster over time....Soon Sir had me moaning like a whore as he was thoroughly fucking me deep and hard. Every once in awhile he would reach around and feel how my trapped cock was dribbling pre-cum, it being three weeks since my last orgasm. I have no idea how long this went on, as I was focusing on being Sir's anal slut.Sadly, after a bit I. Heat. I reluctantly leave your amazing breasts and continue my journey of exploration above your sleeping form, moving my fingers above the gentle ridges of your ribs and then over your taut stomach, careful not to touch. Your skin is so perfect, so alive, the tiny, almost invisible hairs glistening silver in the moonlight. Continuing, my fingers pause above the dark shadowed cleft of your sex; I want so badly to touch, to stroke your soft lips, that my hand trembles. I know I would find you.