.. except a shower. It's Sunday, you know, and even God rested on Sunday!" Hmmm!" I mused, "If you're thinking of the same kind of 'rest' I'm thinking...about, we'd better at least fortify ourselves with breakfast!" Ah!" she said, raising an index finger into the air above my chest, "I know just the place! Come on, lazybones, let's get cleaned up!"With that she practically vaulted out of bed, hauling my grumbling, groaning body out by the hand. She made up for it in the shower with a passionate. Jane knew she was getting fucked, and getting fucked hard as well. But it wasn’t enough for her right now. Right now she wanted it all. Her own mind had corrupted her, the sex she was receiving had spurred her on and without even thinking she just came out with it.“Fuck me up my arse…Matt, fuck my arse…please!”, she pleaded.Matt was pushing his cock into her when he heard her words.“You want it up the fucking arse?” he questioned her.“Yes!” she exclaimed, “right up my arse!”Matt instantly. ..feels so good baby...." I started getting loud when Nicole shoved her cock in my mouth with a " Shhhh. ..suck it!...that's it honey...getting fucked and sucking cock....you good boy...mmmmm " Nicole tells me. Heather finishes and tell Nicole your turn...they kiss and Nicole shover that long blask cock in and pounds me haRd rocking my hips and making her couch squeek and making me scream with ultimate pleasure the two of them moaning and telling me I'm a good slut, and telling me how hot. Suzie had the kind of looks you'd expect from a weekend news reader, or daytime TV presenter. Not outwardly sexy or provocative, but with an attractiveness that was there for those that looked for it. Her wardrobe was made up of a lot of second hand clothes, bought in one village and worn in the others, but as she always looked smart if demure, as befitted the wife of a clergyman, Suzie was warmly known as “The Lady” locally. A sort of long bob cut made Suzie's dirty blond coloured hair bounce.