This particular Saturday, Jane had gone up to London with the other ladies leaving me to finish the garden remodelling work. Roz was out at shopping, ...erfect day. About mid-afternoon, I had gone to clean up and as usual, I always manage to leave doors open etc. We have a walk-in wet room shower and I was enjoying the trickle of warm water and had thoughts of Carol, a recent woman I had met “Turning a Hobby” etc… with a nice warm day, warm water and dear old Percy begging to feel neglected so I. I can taste your juices mixed with the chlorine water from the pool. Your aroma is filling up my nostrils. Your pussy is so wet it is spilling out in floods into the water of the pool. I locate your clit and start licking it gently. I extend my tongue to reach the bud and stroke it and flip it between my lips. I try to extend my tongue pushing it all the way into your vagina. I try to insert it as far as I can moving it round and round. I can feel you starting to come. Your legs are wrapped. We were two wild animals pounding until we were covered in a coat of perspiration. I slammed deeply into her and shot thick ropes of cum into her body as we both screamed in joy. Collapsing side by side we lay there gulping air as our after glow faded." I don't know what happens at that gymn, but I approve!" My wife whispered before kissing my cheek.I lay there quietly, feeling a bit guilty that my mind was laced with images of those guys playing basketball. The next week I did my usual. Spasms jolted through me as the feeling extended from my center to the tips of my fingers and toes, causing the digits to curl in tension. I gasped like a floundering fish until I finally collapsed on the ground, Brock’s half-hard cock pulling out of me, turning my battered sphincter into a prolapsed bud of fried nerves. My body trembled as the orgasm subsided, and I took a moment to savor the feeling of Brock’s seed leaking from my gaping ass, and running down my legs. I laid on the ground in.