With my free hand I tried to masturbate in time with Steve’s thrusts but kept having to keep my balance as my wife’s body thrashed about in orgasm... “Pleeaaseee,” I finally heard her beg. “Enough.... please.... too much...” “Okay, Ali,” Steve replied. “It’s time for me to cum too...” He began to quicken his pace, his thrusts becoming shorter and sharper. Alice began to whimper and climax again, but this time it seemed almost more painful than pleasurable. “Please... hurry... so tired....” She. ' Leaning into her I return the kiss wrapping my tongue around hers as it invades my mouth. I lean back releasing the kiss; Sasha quickly drops to her knees, and jerks my pants and underwear down to my knees. Wrapping my cock in her hand without hesitation she takes in as much of my 9 inch cock as she can in one swallow. Immediately gagging she begin to bob her head back and forth, stroking my cock with the suction of her mouth and her soft lips that were tightly wrapped against my shaft.. "Rub my pussy, Shane," she said. Wait. What? I thought in passing as I kept thrusting. I felt Shane's hand slide between our colliding bodies as he complied with her order. He began rubbing her clit with his fingers. I couldn't see it, but could feel his hand brushing my cock every time I thrust. Holy shit, I thought. This is too much. But it wasn't too much---it was better than any fantasy I had dreamed up. "Dude, you are fucking the shit out of her," he breathed huskily as he rubbed. Is that how you make your living, selling animals to the ships?”“I think I have a couple of eggs left in the door of the refrigerator,” he said. Ignoring her other question, he asked, “Would scrambled eggs be okay?”She noticed that he had avoided her question about how he made a living, but let it pass. If this was actually his cabin, he had some source of income and what it was didn’t matter to her just then.“Scrambled eggs would be wonderful,” she told him.“I have been trying to use up most.