What was wrong with him? Could he not see her restlessness? Why was he so hell bent against letting her orgasm? Did he not find her attractive enough?...er loins felt like they were on fire, she needed to find some release. Checking to make sure her husband's breathing had started to deepen, she slowly got out of bed and went into the bathroom. The long mirror above the sink reflected her. Her hair was only slightly messed up, her skin was pale but she looked fine otherwise. Abhi's lack of. Cathy and Beth had put their jeans on in the shower two hours before they were to leave the house. They agreed that hot water was best. Then as their blue jeans dried they shrank to fit them like a glove. I had to help peel them off Cathy while my wife helped Beth out of hers.There was no formality. Martha sat me in the only wooden chair and then sat down on my cock. She watched the second hand spin around counting off one minute. Then Ann, Beth, Cathy, and Donna took turns sitting on my cock,. It seemed to happen of it’s own volition. It was like I had not thought to do it, but my right hand had decided for itself what direction would be taken. That first blow left a clear red mark on the far cheek. You could clearly make out the fingers of my hand. Mindy had jumped at the pain, but did not cry out. She was likely prepared for much worse, and she might even be thinking that this would not be so bad. I thought she was wrong.This time my right hand was a tool for my mind and with clear. Our tongues danced together for a few moments.When we stopped I stared into Alicia's eyes. She said, "Your girlfriend said you can see other girls. I'm right here and I want you, Kyle."Alicia pushed me to the ground on my back. She squirmed so she was straddling my left leg, her bikini clad body on top of me. We kissed again. Alicia was good at kissing. I could feel her hard nipples press against my bare chest through her thin green bikini top. Our tongues explored each others mouths.I didn't.