Page 16 began with a color picture from a well-known four-star conference hotel and a headline saying "WASTE OF MONEY" and thereafter with slight smal...er text saying "Teachers Union's Sodom Gomorra conference."Now my interest was piqued because my handsome wife Christine was a teacher and had been to that annual conference as usual for many years.The author described the whole conference as a waste of time and money. He or she had found out (no real name mentioned) that most of the lectures. " Then he took my clothes into the stall and tried flushing them down the toilet. they were to big but they were at least soaked. I reached down and felt my asshole. The combined blood and the first load of semen they shot into me was starting to leak out. It felt kinda good but i felt so good without them inside me. I slipped a finger in. two fingers. three fingers. eventually i had my whole hand into my ass. I started pushing in and out and began to moan. I still hadnt cum and needed to. She stressed it was her idea and had asked for you to do it for her. We spent some time rubbing cold cream into it to help ease the soreness for her. Despite all that, she told us she loved it. Hopefully, she'll be good to go again when we all meet up tomorrow."Oh. Okay. Good. That was a relief. God, they had a threesome this morning? How much sex did these women want? They were insatiable. And thank God for it."Is Sharon okay?" I asked as Angie played with the end of my dick."She's fine. You. I threw her body back on the futon and took a moment to drag my fingers and gaze across her perfectly hairless body. I draped her legs over my arms and spread her wide, then pierced her slowly. She moaned in delight. I pushed deep into her searing hot ass and pumped slowly at first, letting her moans and hums dictate the speed of our pulse. We made a gradual transition to rapid fucking. I pressed my body forcefully into hers, with her knees pinned along the sides of her chest. Fluid seeped from.