Kissing me, he began to strip. Off came the dress shirt, followed by his shoes, socks, and pants. He crawled into bed, rolling me onto my back, and la...d on top, covering both of us with the covers. He gave a muffled shout when my icy feet brushed against his calf. ‘I told you I was cold.’ I said impishly. ‘I should really do something about that.’ He kissed my lips briefly before kissing my cheek, then my neck below my ear. I sat up so he could unhook my bra, which was dropped on the floor in. "Shirley took his outstretched hand and shook it. She then gave a little curtsey and said,"Why thank you Colonel, spoken like a true southern gentleman. I was sorry to see that you had been so badly wounded. I hope you are making a good recovery." I am happy to say that I am making good progress and learning to adapt to my new tin leg." The colonel told her. "But if we are going to be conversing all evening over dinner if you dropped my military title and just reverted to calling me Bill I. “Yeah Samantha, ride that hard dick, make yourself cum again all over his dick.” My wife said as she helped Samantha develop a slow and steady rhythm, moving up slowly until just the tip was in her tight pussy, then slowly sinking back down onto my dick.“My god this feels so good, I feel so full,” Samantha moaned as she started to speed up a little. My wife moved out from behind her and moved on to the bed next to me, “how does my sister’s pussy feel on your dick honey?” She asked looking down. Oh, God, did that feel good! I could safely say that, in my experience, a blow job from an expert was great, but being fucked by an expert was even better!We both kind of collapsed, but I managed to roll off of Anfon before I did her any damage. She fell asleep almost immediately, and I was not far behind. Sometime in the middle of the night, Anfon woke me up with another blow job, but she said that she was too sore for another round of fucking. "No matter what, Bill, you can expect another.