My name is Hennessy, John Fitzgerald. I was 30 on my last birthday. My wife is Alyssa is 24 and a fine looking lady she is.Alyssa is tall, for a woman... at 5 feet 10; she has a slender build and a body just right for me. Her hair is auburn and she wears it long, hanging down her back. I am 6 feet 3 and about 215 pounds. I have been told that I have rugged good looks and that I clean up pretty good. The rugged look must be because of a slightly crooked nose; it has been broken at least twice.I. It was fifteen minutes later I realized I had traveled this route just days before. Lots of trailer parks, along a railway track and then passing The Dog House that was in darkness.I did’t say anything but expected any moment to be surrounded by bikers. That didn’t happen. Then, as we were approaching “Brock’s Boarders” I asked Alice where we were going?“Count G-------’s Estate,” she replied. “Both the Count and Countess are Priests of the Order. And that’s a secret. But you will be feeling his. My wife teased me saying that is what it sounds like when you go down on me,,juicy! That is about all I can watch at this point, I'm really hard and my wife is dripping she is so wet. WIth no further hesitation or modesty I dive into her crotch face first lapping at her pussy like a drowning man grasping for air. As I am down there I feel a hand on my butt, suddenly I realized when I dove in I was standing up against their bed and my wife was on the edge of our bed so my butt was like directly. Her heat was exhilarating, my hand slid down the green cut grass and reached up for her moist pussy, I found her tiny clit and massaged it gently with one hand, I rubbed it in a circular motion, she was wet! Her lush body rocked for more pressure on her pussy, my other hand placed on her hips caressing her ass and waist and i heard light moans escape from her mouth "oooooh yes" she whispered, as she continued to grind on me, she let out another gentle moan. After I had her soaking wet which.