Take your clothes off and sit on the bed with me. We need to eat before our food gets cold and our drinks turn to water.”“This is our first night ...ogether off the mountain. Up there, I know each sound, each bird that calls, and each time a leaf falls. Down here, we’ve already seen and heard enough to not relax for one minute.”I walked over to open the bathroom door and turn the light on, turned off the light over the bed, and turned on the TV. There was plenty of light to eat ... but not enough. It may have even been their plan, or more likely, her plan the whole time.Letting a young, sex crazy boy, grow to love being with her husband, then walk in on us. One, or both of them wanted a “boy toy” and they got one. At least at first, it was both of them in the bedroom. At least I still got to be with him. I had become so drawn to him and his big cock, I would have done anything for him or to please him. I felt addicted to his cock and as odd as it may sound, especially his cum. Slowly. Steve and I held him firm tightening our grip to help it go in. Then with one hard push he sunk deep inside her now abused ass, his cock was about the size of my arm near my elbow and the tip at least twice that size, but some now he had managed to get it in her ass and was fucking her flat out now.Jan I’m sure passed out, when I looked her eyes were rolled back, a blank look on her face, her body limp, while he just mercilessly kept pounding her ass with his enormous cock, then she jumped, a. How do you taste?” I raised my hand to the camera so Nancy could see the puddle of cum in my palm. I stuck a finger into the sticky mess and then began to suck my finger. “Ya know, Nancy, I’ve never wanted to eat my own cum before meeting you. Is this what you want me to do?” “Oh, Ronnie, that is so hot. My husband would never even think of tasting his own junk. Let me see you do it again.” The sight was obviously pleasing Nancy so I began to lap up my own salty seed. She cooed in delight. “OK,.