"You can't go to sleep. What about me? I justgave you an orgasm. When do I get my turn?"My wife chuckled, her eyes closing, heavy with sleep. "You've ...ad yourturn... for the last 13 years. The next 13 years... it's my turn. Thisis a little payback for all the nights you had your orgasm and went tosleep, and didn't care one bit about satisfying me." But I thought I was pleasing you! You admitted you were faking it allthose years. This is just completely unfair!"Jody yawned, and pulled the covers. “Yes, and I believe the lady Max has a show prepared,” I replied haughtily.“Grab me the batteries for this, Sam.” Alex pointed as she opened the battery bay in the egg’s controller. She leveled on me a patient if frustrated look. “This isn’t what I was thinking of picking.”“It’s my pick, Alex,” I said. Her face lit up with excitement.“Um, what show?” Max asked. Her strapped-on vibrator oscillated as she took another sip.“With our hero and lover Sam.” Alex gestured. She wiggled her butt against. Mel had learned to anticipate and yet dread the weekends. Mel loved to see him and yet she dreaded the sexual wreck it would leave her in as she resisted his advances over the weekend. Advances that she longed to accept. Sean had repeatedly invited all of them collectively to come visit him. Mel knew though that she was the specific target of his invites. The next time he invited them she would accept.The hunt went well. As usual both women had stripped to their panties so as not to get blood. I lowered her leg and we exited through a door into the courtyard. In the courtyard there was gazebo with 2 egg-shaped suspended wicker chairs. This was a perfect place to continue what we had started. I placed her in one of the swinging chairs and she was able to easily spread her legs through the side supports. She lifted her dress as I got on my knees. This time I started by inserting two fingers deep inside her as she exhaled loudly. In and out I penetrated her, back and forth until my.