He was that way naturally, which was good, because he didn't make diddly on cars these days. All that crap that the Great State of California made the... put on the cars he sold made them three or four thousand more to buy than in neighboring Nevada. You could breathe the air in California, which was good if you didn't have major moolah, because you were walking in all that fresh air on account of how you couldn't afford to buy a car. Besides, neither movie stars or wannabe movie stars bought. “I never expected to be fucked like that my whole life!” She couldn’t wipe the slutty smile from her face. “You must be dying to cum!” Mr Ten said, looking at my near to bursting cock. Nodding, I stood up and told my wife to stay where she was. Fisting my throbbing cock while looking at her cum-stained basque and face, remembering the cum that was probably still oozing from her ass, I fired my load onto her tits in no time at all. “Well done for sticking to the rules.” Ten laughed as I slumped. Her juices were running strong as she viewed the suntanned expanses of delectable skin cavorting for her pleasure. Each night, her newly acquired husband mounted her either missionary style or doggy style from the rear and deposited copious loads of creamy cum in her well lubricated pussy and ass. She had no complaints about either his punctuality or his dedicated concentration that seemed to always end in about four minutes and thirty seconds from beginning to end. Juan was exceedingly clean. With three inches of his cock in her mouth she fluttered her tongue on the underside of his shaft then plunged to over three quarters of its length. Once again she quietly gagged when it touched her soft palate. Backing off, her lips slid repeatedly in shorter jabs, her tongue swirling around his tingling knob.Through the wall of the adjoining bedroom he could heard his wife’s muted giggle. John’s probably eating her pussy. Not wanting Penny to think she had to ask he stood up and pulled his.