I am two years older. We married shortly after her 18th birthday. The honeymoon was meant to be an adventure holiday. It certainly was that. We got lo...t on an organised river tour. The water had been fast running and I realised we had be swept along, way off course. We were rescued by black men. They were dressed in tribal gear and had spears. They came alongside and one jumped aboard. They could not speak English. They seemed friendly enough and guided us back to their village. We were met by. She was involved in one hell of an orgy now. The heavy balls contained within Matthew's low hanging sack continued to beat a steady rhythm against her asshole and it was like music to her ears. Wonderful music. It was the best damn music she'd ever heard. As her son grunted and groaned played every inch of her body like maestro of the highest regard, an orgasm hit. She reached for Matthew's muscular ass, dug her nails into his flesh and held tight. She squeezed, and writhed, and squirmed, and. " I gave a louder moan as he proceeded to fill me with the remainder of his cock. "In fact, I feel them quite deeply." I do so want to please." He grasped my hips and with a gentle rocking motion commenced to fuck me. His hand reached around and slid down my belly and between my legs. One finger dipped inside me while his thumb found my clit. His other hand rested on the nape of my neck, gently massaging it as his thrusts began to pick up speed. I felt his groin slap against my ass cheeks as he. I walked around the center section of the arcade until I got to the back corner. There was a younger, hunky guy with his door wide open who looked really hot to this daddy. He was slim but muscular and well-tanned, clearly a tradesman on his lunch break. As we watched each other for a short while, he pulled out his dick and started stroking—a sure invitation for some action. While still standing in the hall, I pulled mine out as well and he said he wanted some of that.I stepped into his booth.