The other minister couldn’t resist licking his friend’s half-erect cock. We were in a 4-way cockfest. I was fucking Frank slowly as I wanted the p...easure to last. I looked over to the ladies on the couch and smiled. Their hands and arms were crisscrossing as each were masturbating another and being masturbated. They were probably eager to eat cunt but they also didn’t want to miss watching us mating. I raised my position slightly and increased my rhythm. The moaning from the couch was getting. He took a nipple once more between his fingers squeezing hard ”you like this Ruth?” she nodded without lifting her head “you know it has it’s consequences for your pain I must have my pleasures” another nod “now I think we both agree you are my whore bitch slut however we wrap it up, you will do just has I say” all the time he spoke he was pushing Ruth to her knee’s in front of him then he undid his zip allowing his pants to drop round his ankles. Ruth had seen the outline but she couldn’t. Fun at the pool, hikes and horse rides occupied the days while the three-couple maximum led to some interesting interpersonal exchanges in the evenings when the music was started, slow of course for best sensual stimulation. When the men got engrossed in poker, some wives found their way to the bunkhouse where the two summer ranch hands showed them riding western style.Several times MK had to use her interpersonal skills to settle situations where a husband found his wife enjoying the ease of. Amber teased me in two ways: first, talking about Crystal and what a hot fuck I could expect from her, and second, describing how easy it would be for her to get picked up and laid by hanging out in the bar at the hotel.I glanced at the clock. It was nine-twelve p.m. eastern standard time. This was noteworthy because Crystal Meyers had my head in a vice-like grip between her legs as her sixth orgasm in almost twice as many minutes rippled through her lithe body, and I thought I might die any.