‘We got here a few minutes ago when Dan was screwing the hell out of you, Beth,’ she said. ‘So I don’t know what went on before. But unless my...eyes deceived me, I just saw Dan actually pee inside you. How in hell did you dream up that quirky act?’ I smiled at her and leaned back in Dan’s arms basking in my afterglow. Without thinking, I said, ‘My husband R….’ Catching myself in the nick of time, I continued. ‘My husband really wanted to try something different this morning and this is what we. I know I’m UP for it.” Ben smiled self consciously feeling the effect in his pants. “Me too” she replied and stood up and took his hand. She led him out the door, along a short corridor and opened another door into a large bedroom, the most noticeable thing being the king size bed and the mirror that covered most of the area above the bed. Ben closed the door behind him and grinned at Mary. “Boy oh boy” he murmured and turned to Mary. “Do we have to be quiet? Is Graham likely to hear us?” . I was floating in 7th, or 10th heaven.I was moaning with pleasure..It was a feeling.She stared her boob massage vigorously on my dick, I felt my whole world is centered around my dick only.I was caressing her head, hairs, back and neck, sometimes gently squeezing her ass and touching her boobs too.This was too much pleasure for me and after 10 minutes, My whole body shuddered and I shot out all my spunk which fell on her boobs and bed.My head was light, dick started going limp and looked. She lapped it up, and except for a brief period in eleventh grade, when she got mad at him and went out with seven different guys over a three month period, she was faithful to her beau. Sharon now is much like her high school self; she is still drop dead gorgeous on a 36B-24-34 frame that still excites men from across the room. Her hair is still the sun-bleached blond of her youth, although I think she has some help in that area. After all, she is almost 45 now.Me, I'm Robert Fenton, but to.