I tried to get something started, but it was no go. I gave up and really went to sleep then.Saturday morning it was my day for chores--lawn, wash cars... etc. I was in for my second cup of coffee and was wishing it were first beer time, when the phone started ringing. Mim hadn't heard me come in and the phone was behind the dining room door, so I heard half a conversation."Hi Jane, did you hear how Rick is? ... Does he know what happened, yet? ... He must remember something ... His jaw is wired. Trying to squirm beneath her just got me forced down harder into the chair, her hands either side of my head to hold it still as she forcibly kissed me, biting at my lips to get me to open my mouth. She laughed in amusement at my discomfort, not letting me move under her and lightly wiped a dribble of the cum from around my mouth, smearing it over my lips, ignoring my discomfort and pushing her fingers in when I open them to complain. She made a comment about how it was a pretty little mouth. She wiped it off with her middle finger and sucked it into her mouth. In turn I kissed her red lips while fingering her sopping pussy. We stopped short before reaching an orgasm.A Montreal snow storm creates the closure of many restaurants. After several calls, we found one of Montreal's most beautiful restaurants open where a reservation wasn't needed. As I hung up the phone my wife stood in the back of me, reached to the front and gave my throbbing prick several strokes. Once again we had to. I was a bitch in heat, and wanted to fuck like one. My voice became louder as he kept at me, and I shuddered violently when I was surprised by my first climax! I squealed and praised his mighty cock, and ebony rod of enormous power. I begged him to fuck me more and more, until his own pace became a frenzy, and he thrust forcefully into me, lifting my feet off the ground. He growled as his cock erupted in me, flooding my body with his sperm. He grasped my hair and pulled my upright, his.