Carter's voluptuous body was twisting lustfully to the depraved lapping of her loins, Ellen's magnificently proportioned torso began an involuntary sw...ying in time to that of Dominique's.Maxwell Carter's hands were all over the blonde teenager's now, and he was massaging and cupping her breasts in a titillating circular motion that made her squirm her trembling young ass- cheeks into the cushion. Abruptly he pulled her up onto his lap. She didn't resist, but only rubbed herself snugly down onto. He grunted and groaned and I knew it felt unbelievably good. He asked if I wanted to cum again, but my refractory period is much longer, closer to several hours before I have the urge to cum a second time. I wanted to, but there was no way it was going to happen again.I walked him to his truck and told him we would be home from the trip in a couple of weeks and that I would call him to figure out a suitable time to pick the material up at a convenient place. He asked about the trip, and of. .or maybe it was a phone ringing in a dream. I was in that peculiar in-between feeling. When I finally realized that it was my phone and it was in the kitchen and maybe I should open my eyes and get up and get it, it had stopped ringing. I stretched my muscles. The evening news was babbling away about some bozo running for the Republican ticket and yada yada yada. I walked into the kitchen, threw some water on my face and poured a cuppa joe. I picked up the phone. It dutifully reported that I'd. He poured wine in the glass and filled nearly half added cold water and drank in one shot. And again he made another glass for him and kept aside. And started eating cashew.He was sitting on our bed in half sleepy situation.Then he ordered my wife ” Chal dekh kaya rahi hai, nikal apne khilone ko bahar aur khelna shuru kar”.She sat down near his legs.She opened the waist belt, opened the buttons of trouser nad pulled down.he was busy in sipping his whisky and watching smilingly doing her all.