Either way, the clerk kept on looking at my wife and i noticed her blush a little. I wrote the incident off and continued our day with out discussing ...hat i had seen.The day finally came, we spent the previous night packing, I had a bit of fun because, as per our deal, i had final say on what she could pack. My rules were simple: 1. Miniskirts only, nothing within 6 inches of the knee. 2. Only one non-pre-approved micro-bikini was to be packed, (i had ordered three sets, a black one, a white. .. Loves to ride and do those tits bounce..... Gets rather loud and vocal, loves calling me a nasty dirty boy and she loves being called a CFM slut....All that said at 61 I can only fuck that pussy for so long and I could tell she wanted more cock and a longer ride. So one night she comes to bed about 2am and is in complete horny wanted to be fucked mood. Love it when she starts pinching and biting my nipples, a sure sign she wants it rough and the works (fingered, eaten then pussy fucked)I. That sure made the guys happy.The girls quickly took off their short robes, which was all that they were wearing and then they got started. Soon there were fifteen naked girls in various stages of pregnancy in my living room bent over the furniture with a cock slipped into their pussies and a couple had on slipped into their assholes. They were kneeling on my couch with their heads up on the back of it and next to their head was the head of another girl standing in back of the couch bent over. A sudden feeling gripped me that this poor boy was hiding a lot of pain. I knew that it was my fault for probing his closed off self so I chased after him outside and grabbed at his wrist. "I'm sorry, I'm a nosey cow, are you alright? I didn't mean to upset you with all that psycho-babble shit." He wrenched his hand away from mine and raised it to cover his eyes, "I'm fine, I must leave."As he started to turn I said in a small voice. "I'm sorry, please don't leave." He looked back at me, his.