Then I could jump on my wife and add my nut juice to her mix. She has always resisted. After five years of marriage we went to the lake to party for t...e weekend. We met up with some party people that had a party barge and tied up our boat and started drinking. It was getting late and a couple of guys were asking about my wife. I told them I would love to see them fuck the hell out of her, that I had been trying to talk her into that for years. One guy was named Joe and the other was Jim, they. My dick gets terribly hard, and I, for some reason, I choose to remain and quietly watch. Her brother looks like he is some kind of a pitoning machine as he continues to hammer away like a robot. My wife to be is grunting and moaning and begging him to go faster and harder. I can’t help myself and dump the most significant load of cum in my pant ever. I turn away and start to dash for the front door when I hear my future wife screaming, "I'm cumming big brother. I'm cumming so hard. Quick,. I went near her and made a cough sound but she didn’t wake up.She was sleeping in the nightie.Initially, I touched and cheek to check whether she is in deep sleep. She didn’t react so kissed her on the lips and I licked all over her face.Then I took my dick out of the pant which was full of precum.I rubbed my precum in her lips and then to her nose.She was like in the unconscious.Then I removed a blanket from her to see her lovely body.Her boobs were amazing and I touched with my finger. Eventually we came back down from our high, but we were in no hurry to go home. Chad got an Uber and took me out on the town. We spent the next few hours acting like we didn’t have a care in the world: we downed one drink after another, and we did our best to forget about our problems.I found out what Chad had meant when he talked about San Diego beer. Apparently the city was known for its breweries, though I personally hadn’t heard of them. We must’ve hit at least four or five of these.