So I began to run my hands all over his body. I kissed his neck as I ran my hands over his chest. He wasn't 'built,' just your average boy with an ave...age body. Not fat, not thin, just right. His boy-tits were not too large, not too small. They were a nice hand full that felt so good in my hands as I caressed and squeezed them. When I pinched his nipples, he let out a little yelp, and then a nice, contented moan. He loved that! I continued to play with his tit while I moved a hand down his. I went in and came after changing. I think her husband is leaner than me as his t-shirt was a tight muscle fit for me. We started chatting over various topics and that is when I came to know she works in a office in our hub. The rain was still heavy and it had started thundering and we knew it would take some time for it to reduce. She said she liked talking to me and is opening up slowly on all type of topics like her husband, their intimacy and so on. I was getting restless inside due to her. I then dropped my trousers and once again plunged in deep. I started fucking her madly, our coitus interruptus earlier and all her narration on the way home spurring me on.It only took a few crazed pumps before I was spilling my seed into her pussy with a relieved yell.Looking up from Lynne's oozing pussy, I noticed I hadn't closed the garage door, and the quick, brutal fucking of my wife had been witnessed by old man MacPherson and his golden retriever. Old Mac didn't seem upset or aanything,. I can't believe you were sucking and fucking our big maintenance man while I was gone. And now you say you want to share his big cock with me. But today you wanted it all to yourself. I'm jealous that I didn't get a thirteen inch cock inside of me today," said Sherry. "And I know my little bitch of a boyfriend wants to keep the big cock all to himself. Don't you, you little slut?" I made a guilty face. "Yes." "Yes, what?" she replied. "Yes, Mistress Sherry. I want his big cock every day." "Oh,.