Shree screamed in pleasure as I entered her completely. She decided to take matters into her own hands. Sitting up she began to pump my dick and fondl...ng my sac. I laid back and began enjoying the love being shared. She began to vary her pace and pumping me harder. That extremely tight cunt of hers was milking my pulsing dick. I was near to release when Shree said, Ashu ‘fill me up, I am not going to last longer’. I began to reciprocate her strokes and we managed to come within seconds of each. .....(same tiny voice) no...." Good. I have one more thing for you to do."She could hardly believe it when I started to pull her to the end of the bed. I spun her around and dangled her head off the side of the bed. I stood in front of her face and slapped my cock on her still cum-covered face."Open. Now."Wanting to get this over with, she did as told. I thrust my hardening cock into her mouth again and pinched her nose shut. As she opened her mouth to gasp for air, I drilled deep into. "If you need anything just tell Smithy here at the pub. I'm known as 'Cool Sam'", he concluded. Her husband had picked up the suitcases when she remembered the 'races'. "Oh! Sam, Cool Sam", she called with the most encouraging smile she could muster. "You mentioned the races; would all the town be there, like the local mayor and his councilors?" Everybody would be there", Sam replied. "These races are the districts main gala event. The Mayor would be there, in fact most of the town's. He wasn’t overly muscular, but definitely wasn’t fat either. He was wearing a white tank top and funny Bermuda shorts. He smoothly walked over to Marcia and Cheryl and slid in between them. He put his arms around the shoulders of both women and looked out to the ocean. Marcia began to pull away, but the atmosphere quickly relaxed her. Shyly, she put her arm around his broad body. She leaned her head into the crook of his shoulder and his musky scent sent shivers down her body. “Great night,.