She commanded me to fuck her face, as always do as I'm told. I sat up on her face and stuffed my cock and balls down her throat. Reaching behind me an... finger fucking that phat pussy. We spent over an hour just playing with each other. I was rock hard, nipples erected and ready to pound that pussy. But she had other plans. She told me to eat that pussy some more. I spun around dropped my cock deep in her throat and lunged my face deep in her sloppy pussy.As her pussy was flowing, my cock. “Lynn that looks like fun. Pauls’ suckling has given me an itch too. Paul, my love let me get up please.” Erin rose as soon as I sat up a bit and then turned to face Lynn and sat on my face. The women began to kiss and play with each other’s breasts and Lynn began to squirt Erin’s milk all over my stomach and her own breasts as she continued to grind around my erection.We continued like this for a long time. Erin came numerous times soaking my entire face. I was fighting off the urge to giggle. She told me that men have penises and women have vaginas. She told me that when a man and a woman get sexually excited, he inserts his penis into her vagina. She told me about sperm, eggs, ovaries etc. She was emotional when she says nothing gives a greater joy to a married woman than than knowing that she is pregnant. The session was more like an education, even though I was a Ph.D in sex, through blue films and other sex novels.She excused herself, saying that she is feeling sleepy, and. “Now return it,” he said. “Wash me down. All of me.”They glanced at each other, Lysette looking balefully back at Mac. “Well we’ve given him everything else he wanted, haven’t we, Imogen? Played all his games.”“Yes, we have,” Imogen replied with an irony born of experience. “Every last one of them.”They played this one too, applying generous amounts of shower gel to his chest and back, and soaping with smooth, attentive hands. Even Lysette acted her role to the full, Mac noted, washing his arms.