Sometime several hours later I was awaken by a warm sensation engulfing my cock. Thinking it was my wife I looked to my right and saw her sleeping. I ...new immediately then it was her sister sucking my cock. My wife feeling the movement under the covers woke up smile at me then kissed me. It was then that she noticed the bobbing up and down from under the covers. She sat up and pulled the covers back exposing her sister who didn’t lose her focus. Her sister just looked up at us. My wife then. She wanted it inside her. She was an addict, needing her fix. His cum in her pussy was all that mattered. She slammed her crotch down on him over and over again, just as hard as he was driving his pole up into her. “Ohhhhhhhhhh…” she moaned, cumming again. Jeff groaned, driving his dick up into her and holding it there. Bonnie slammed up and down on him one more time before she realized that he was about to cum. She slammed her crotch down on his lap hard, burying his cock deep in her pussy and. . .If you like my story, kindly e-mail me at This past New Year day my wife gave me an incredible present. It was a photo album, which she made me promise never to show to anyone else. I reluctantly agreed. I say reluctantly because it is a shame she will not let me share it with the world. You see, it is filled with high quality, glossy color photos of Aditi in various stages of undress and in all kinds of provocative poses.The pictures were taken by a professional photographer, and I rate. All of them I might have fucked. Tonight – in this nether nirvana – I have done, without a smidge of conscience to compromise my fun. So that’s what that feels like. Wanking past the zenith of my joy, I douse this seething, famished fuck-pile one more time, raining sperm – hot and thick – upon their tits and cunts and hungry lapping tongues. Pelting and plastering all with evidence of my dubious, heart-felt love.Then as I fade, completely now, the Ghost catches me in her spectral arms and lays.