He smiled as she was still reading anhour later. The late news came on and she was still reading. Thenews got over and it was bedtime. He called her ...nd she said shehad to finish this chapter first. When she came into the bedroom she told him he was a very goodwriter. She said that the story was different, and that shecouldn't wait to read the ending. He felt happy that she liked itso much. The next morning at breakfast she was reading it at the table,something he had never seen her do. They beat once, twice, and the two of them were airborne.“I know how strong you are,” he whispered, taking his hands from her rear as the fortress-temple fell away beneath them. “So hold on. Tight.” His hands slid between their bodies, jerking with each beat of his wings, to work at the buttons of her blouse. When it opened for him he slid his hands inside, stroking and caressing her skin as he helped work each sleeve off in turn.“Goddess…you are mad,” She exhaled, fingers digging into his. It was soft now but it was as long as Tim's is when he's hard. Shit I could feel myself getting wet as I looked on at his meat.Next Tim put the camera down on the dresser still recording. He then shook Jerry's hand and gave him a pat on the back as he went out the door. It looked as if he was saying, good job of fucking my wife.Tim then got in bed and pulled the sack off my head and untied me. He then started asking me if I liked Jerry's big cock. I moaned mmmmm yes and I'm ready for some more.. Yes, you can touch them – here.” And I stepped closer to him, offering them up to his large hands. He was very timid, perhaps a bit afraid, but he placed a hand on each breast and after a while squeezed them slightly.“They're so soft and yet firm at the same time,” he said. He was almost whimpering by now.“You can kiss me now,” I said; and before he had time to say anything I leaned up, threw my arms round his neck and attempted to French kiss him. I say “attempted” because he didn't.