They thought it was cute that we were on our second honeymoon in our young marriage. We marvelled at the beauty of the Swiss Alps and the rugged beaut... of the mountains and green valleys.Being nosy, I’d peer out the front window of our bus and cringe. With so many streets very narrow, I expected the driver to sideswipe a building or an oncoming car. Our tour took us to Innsbruck, Austria, site of the 1976 Winter Olympic Games. Donna and I tried to meet all the other passengers, enjoying their. I half-heartily agreed it was okay for Di to be James’ date for the family reunion barbecue. Now, things were gotten out of control. Looking at the red LED’s of the clock, I hit the roof. Hell, it is almost six in the morning. I never heard of an all-night family reunion. I could kick my ass for not getting the address of the reunion. When it was ten last night, I should have gone and got her. I needed to be at the office by nine. I took a quick shower and dried my hair while the Mr. Coffee. ..my head was definitely back singing and moaning the tenor and alto section.Then, just as suddenly, she stopped, and squeezed my balls. My ever increasing orgasm sank faster than a Lindsay Lohan album.I grimaced in pain as she looked into my eyes and stood up. "What the fuck...?" Came out of my mouth before it was quickly followed by "Sweet jesus..." as her pants and panties hit the floor.As she lay back down and spread her legs, the intoxicating smell of a woman quickly entered the room. . “I cannot get enough of you, Livie,” he breathed, pushing me back so that I was forced to support myself on the palms of my hands as he forced my thighs wider, joining me, his knees between mine as he guided his cock, slick and glistening with our combined juices, and still hard, into my pussy, his weight forcing me down on my back as I unfolded my legs and wrapped them around his waist.We fucked like that for an eternity, or so it seemed, the heights of our pleasure building and building, but.