Sarah and I continued chatting while I waited anxiously. I got a towel and turned on the shower, to create the pretense that I was just getting into t...e shower when the delivery arrived. After 15 minutes or so, there was a knock on the door. I quickly typed, “They are here.” And went to the door, wrapped in only a bath towel. A young, tall, well build, black man, or teenager, was holding a tray on his shoulder when I opened the door and invited him to set the tray on the table. He was confused,. Muireann and I slid back into the pool, letting the caked mud start to fall away yet again. The sensation was just as refreshing as it had been the first time. Lara took hold of Tommy, who wore only a mile-wide grin now, and they carefully stepped into the water.“So how did this...” Lara said, waving her hand around, “come about?”“I was tired of hiding,” I said simply, feeling renewed comfort at the four of us being together again.“Hiding?”“I just spent the afternoon telling Muireann a few. I was ready. I wanted it, and I wanted it at the same time I felt Hank's seed shooting into my guts. "Marcus? Marcus, are you up here?" My wife's voice! I thought about running and hiding, but Hank and Jim were controlling the situation and not me. I could not have stopped their pounding if I had wanted to, and most of me didn't want to. "Marcus? Oh my G-" I looked over to my right, and there was my wife Myra with two of her more sexy friends, open-mouthed in shock. Hank looked over, as calm as. I began to stroke into her, slowly at first then faster, pulling my cock nearly completely out, then driving it fully into her hard and fast. She was gasping, and finally cried out, “Oh fuck, I never knew it could be like this!”I was changing strokes, going slowly, then faster, then short and quick, then long and hard. I could sense Rachael behind me and I looked over my shoulder and smiled at her. She put her arms around me, and pressed her hips against mine, keeping in time with my thrusts.