Shannon and John set their coats down at an empty table, heading to the buffet, getting their plates and some punch set for the students, sitting down...to eat. Afterwards, they made their way to the dance floor, John placing his hands on Shannon’s hips while her arms wrapped around his neck as they swayed back and forth slowly to the tune of the music playing.He leaned forward, “I know you have something planned for after,” he whispered into her ear. “You weren’t the only one with those. Once I sat up, he was leaning back in the couch, and she was sitting in his lap, facing me, his cock completely buried in her ass. She opened her legs wide in invitation.This was a new game for me, but I did manage to find a place to put my legs before I entered her. I had lots of wiggle room now, and I fucked her hard and deep while her husband held her tight against his body."That's definitely fantasy number three," he told me. "Fuck her brains out."I did what I could, hammering away at her. Very slight, teasing head movement. I feel him throb and pulse and he lets out a violent "aah!", and as the first spurt of hot,, tangy cum hits the back of my throat I slide my mouth back down to the base. He is thrusting and grunting and pulling my head into his pelvis. As the spasms subside I very gently suck all the saliva, precum and cum off his dick, and flick the tip up and down with my tongue. I kiss him. He kisses me, then unbuttons my pants. I'm wearing red silk boxers, and he pulls. "Muff with muff," how she made me laugh with her vulgar vernacular. I put my dress back together, curtseyed to Merripath House, picked up my parasol and strolled off the moor to the sound of two wagtails singing their praises to love. How I adore the moor, but never so much as my lovely Hazel. "Tweet Tweet" Perhaps there should be a madhouse dedicated to lovers? If so, I would surely commit mine, for when I reached her door, she greeted me with her red hair down, and became as naked as Eve the.