He held me in place as he fucked me. I started to have and orgasm and I screamed. That was the third time my pussy had tightened around his cock and h... needed to cum.“Damn, Courtney,” he moaned as he started cumming.I collapsed on top of him after my orgasm and after he let me go.“That was amazing,” I told him.“I know,” he replied. “I definitely didn't expect that last bit.”“I didn't expect you to be such a good dirty talker.”“I try,” he joked. “Want to go again?”“No, your cousins might be back. We've been worried about you." Raul! Has it been almost two months?"They embraced with great familiarity, and after they relaxed Sandra turned to Tim."Tim, I want you to meet an old friend of mine, Raul Mendoza Colon. Raul, this is Tim O'Connell, the reason I'm late. I had to collect him."The two men shook hands and smiled genuinely."Ah, Sandra," Mendoza leered. "You do like them young and pretty." Pay no attention, Timmy," Sandra giggled in false innocence. "Raul has a dirty mind."Mendoza. "Batter up"I could see the semen drip out as the Italian stallion worked his cock into her cunt. A disbelieving " Oh my God" was the only coherent sentence that my wife managed for quite a while after that. Unless you count, "Oh fuck..Oh shit", and the like. Even as lubricated as my wife was, it took a bit of work for Ray to stick his monster all the way in. He was slower than his classmate and worked different fuck rhythms. I was impressed. My wife was having one orgasm after another. I had. Glist’s in the morning for the first time since her pregnancy—and the first time since she had shown how aroused she was. I tossed and turned with abortive fantasies. I struggled with whether I should avoid going to Mrs. Glint’s bedroom or not. Surely, I shouldn’t, but could I avoid doing so? I knew the baby, Ashley, was staying in Mrs. Glist’s room. Our old habits would be more wrong now. I had to stop.That morning, I decided to pre-empt the problem by taking the first shower. But Mrs. Glist.