I would stop and slap at Joe's face and had Matt slap him too as we continued our little show. Finally it was time and Matt laid me down on the sofa a...d looking at Joe, slapping his face hard several times, "I'm gonna fuck your fuckin' whore wife" he announced to Joe as he spread my legs apart and climbed in between them and moved in and into my cunt he shoved his cock. It felt so fucking wonderful and even better as he started to pump away at me hard and fast. After a few minutes I managed to. I thanked that gunsmith who had reworked my pistol, because it operated smoothly just when I so badly needed it. I got off 4 shots before any of the others could manage a single shot, and then I dove the rest of the way to the floor and rolled toward the end of the bar.I was already rolling as fast as I could move, and they apparently didn't know how to hit a moving target as the three galoots at the poker table finally got their guns to working, I managed to get around the end of the bar and. She spent the night, as we expected, and showed up for breakfast in a very nice almost see thru robe that didn’t quite hide her big nipples and still dark pubic bush. We all thought she could fit into our group. Us guys got playfully hit when we said we thought we’d like to fit into her too.Sam and Marge headed out for the day and that afternoon the two couples played in the back yard. We did some Frisbee catch and other interactive stuff. Jo, our usual activities director, had really been. Her vagina was tight, but wet and welcoming. My thrusts shook her body. She opened her mouth and started to breathe harder, her nails digging painfully into my back. “Slower,” she whispered hoarsely. I tried to control my lust, worried that she was still too weak. Eventually, we fell into a nice rhythm. Our movements became fluent and synchronized. I had the feeling that I was detached from reality and that only the two of us existed. Her moans became louder with every thrust. I was barely.