He heard the sound of tearing cloth. Twisting in the other direction, he noticed his shirt gaping, the flap striking his back. One berserker tried to ...tab him, missing as Phil shifted to the side. The other recovered, turning to confront him.Before Phil could plan his next move, they both raced toward him, aiming their swords like stingers at his heart. He jumped back, twisting as he did. The one who’d sliced his shirt missed him completely, while the first stabbed Phil in the side, under his. She grabbed my hand and pulled me to the van. Lesly said that she needed my cock in her. I went to go back to the bed but she said right here I want to be watched. She pulled my shirt up over my head and off while Susan was undoing my shorts. My hard cock sprang out and Susan slid her warm moist lips over its head while licking the underside with her tongue. Lesly grabbed my shorts and proceeded to pull them down. I lifted my hips up to help her, forcing my fat cock farther into Susan’s mouth. Nobody forced me. The kids were happy, Brian was happy, I was happy.Until about three years ago. That's when I looked in the mirror and realized I was approaching forty and I still hadn't experienced much of life. We don't travel a lot, our tastes are simple and Brian was the only man I'd ever made love with. I decided I needed to live a little before I got too old to enjoy it.I lost weight, got back in shape and rediscovered my sex drive. I had no plans to cheat on Brian but I wanted to. She was in between fleeting images and sounds now. Her mind going to a place where there were no inhibitions, barriers or guilt. His powerful body was covering over her, her legs spread wide apart, hips turned upwards into him. Such raw feelings. Personal, deep desires that no-one would suspect her to have. She lay silently, fingering herself unknowingly. She wanted his big working hands to hold her hips tightly as he slipped himself into the entrance of her wetness. To glide in, widening her.