Catherine spread her legs and her pussy literally dripped with excitement, something I would grow to love. Catherine was equally skilled at pleasuring...Ms. Kate and pitched her young ass into the air, moving it side to side, begging to be fucked. But I had cum twice and even though I wanted to fuck her, I couldn't. They ended with crawling on their hands and knees over to me and the three of us fell asleep naked on the floor.The memory of this made me turn around and head back to the room. I. I was sort of curious to see what Mercedes would make out of my trio of female companions out in the wilderness. I think that at that point, she was thinking they might be a figment of my fickle imagination or some hallucination that had taken hold of me in my pathetic loneliness of the isolated job.A little wisp of smoke was snaking up from Misty and Amy’s tiny cabin and the pair of shiftless hound dogs barely raised their lazy heads up on the wooden porch. They were about the most useless. As soon as slave putana’s nipples touched the water, she started screaming and yelling in a language I didn’t understand. I think I heard “bocha” and something that sounded a little like “diablo” so I think she was saying it was the devil’s kiss. I’m really not sure, but whatever she said, it was obvious that it really hurt.The shemale was straining and trying to pull his prick back or make it go soft or something. I wouldn’t know, but I’ve been told by people who have pricks that you can’t. I am so sorry, I feel awful.” “Well you must not have been feeling to awful, at the time!” I said angrily, and with that I walked to the bedroom slamming the door leaving her on the couch crying. In the room I was pacing, and my heart racing. I was in complete disbelief, my wife cheated on my after 15 years of being together. I couldn’t understand it, I had always thought we had a healthy sex life and we always tried to meet each other’s needs. Even more confusing though, is why did I get hard?.