The lady had been correct-Mr. and Mrs. Ivarsson recognized herimmediately.The three had a long talk, with several topics being discussed. Kristenwou...d be Bjorns cousin from back east, come to live in Minnesota due toher father being transferred to Saudi Arabia by the oil company he workedfor. While his wife would accompany him, they had no wish to subjecttheir daughter to the restrictions of that culture. Bjorn, meanwhile hadreceived a scholarship to a top prep school in California, pone. But can I get some first-hand?”With that Shari dropped to her knees and took my semi-hard dripping cock into her mouth and sucked it dry. After greedily sucking my prick until there was nothing left to get, she swallowed my semen down her throat. “Well, this meeting certainly went much differently than I expected,” Shari gushed. “But I must say it’s probably by far the best business meeting I’ve ever had. Too bad they can’t all be like this. But we do need to get down to real business now.”We. This way my cock could swing free, get hard without hurting and no one could really tell unless they looked really close. We left the apartment.When we were out I loved seeing the men pick up the scent of the ladies and try and get closer to them while walking around stores and retailers. All of the attention of guys trying to get or getting close to my wife and MIL was turning both women on. Most if not all of the guys walked away with a hard on. I had one too. I asked my wife if she wanted to. I left with bite marks on my neck, around my nipples, on my hands, and waist. He held my hair tight when he fucked from behind.His strong hands controlled my body when he was fucking me from the front. I was crying his name out again and again, “John! Fuck! I wanted this for so long.” After fucking for some time on the table, we moved to the sofa. He held me around my neck and started fucking me faster.This time he was more ruthless. He didn’t love my body or cared if it was painful, but he.