Tammy knew that would kill their love and marriage. She wanted to keep things fresh and exciting for both her and Bill. So she had started being more ...rovocative around him. When he would come home from work, she might fall to her knees and pull his cock out and suck him off. She was willing to try any position or hole while making love with Bill. That kept things fresh for another few years.Tammy could tell that Bill was a bit less than totally enthusiastic at times. She finally sat him down. She laughed and said, "That's just the way he is. I don't think he means anything by it." I'm willing to bet if you agreed, he'd jump your bones in a heart beat. I don't trust him," I replied."No need to worry, Nicole's my friend and Marty is her boyfriend. Besides, most guys would have jumped my bones if I would have let them." She smiled at me but I knew what she was saying was true. "I now have you to protect me from the bad guys." She really seemed happy, so I let it go.We said our goodbyes. He was obviously anxious and seemed to be thinking of other things, while at the same time mechanically doing those things which a murderer knows by force of habit that it is wise to do.One little incident seemed to wake him up. A wounded swallow fell to the ground close by where he stood. He stooped, caught it, and crushed it in his hands, kneading it like a scrap of crumpled paper. And his eyes shone with a savage delight as he gazed at the blood that trickled from the poor bird and reddened. Obviously, since the bath was drawn for one, a fair bit of water spilled out. She made me turn around and got me into her pussy. It slid in fairly easily, with all the water and lubrication. We spent a half hour fucking but we were both too tired from the long day and the bathtub wasn’t particularly comfortable for fucking so we both decided to conclude it. She had already come twice and she came a third time with me as I pulled out and jacked off onto her face as she squeezed my balls.We.