A middle-aged man grinned and nudged his wife, who looked horrified - but still looked. I stood up, gradually, eventually, relishing the moment, as ou... train hurtled towards the platform, supplying a fitting soundtrack to my finale. As I stood up straight and pushed out my rock-hard nipples, it burst through the tunnel and stopped.The doors opened and I stepped into the carriage, sitting down opposite a big, shaven-headed man who obviously worked in construction. He was caked in what I assume. " Weddings?" Yeah, friends of ours at the Retreat." Do you ski?" Jill asked, changing the subject."A little. I don't usually have the time." Or the money, she added mentally. I do have a nice apartment, but compared to that palace of a hotel room, this place isn't much, I guess. I still don't understand why they're so insistent that I spend the night with them."We're all learning to ski, well, everyone but Arlene. She starts out in everything as if she has been doing it her entire life.". You boys should be saving this moment for the girl, you love, someone your age, when you get married someday” I begged.As expected, my pleas fell on deaf ears. Jeremy entered me with one thrusts, and with me being so dripping wet, he had no difficulty in sliding it in my pussy.“Ohhhhhh” I screamed. His cock got so deep in, that my husband’s cock never reached. I’m sure my scream was heard by him, as I heard him knocking softly on the door, begging the boys to stop.“Shut up Uncle, or we will. I buried to the hilt in her. I groaned, thrusting harder, faster. I grinned at her, loving the delight of her fingers teasing me.“Mmm, you like that?” she hissed, arching an eyebrow. “Ooh, yes, you do. You just like that treat. You're pumping away at my cunt harder. Faster. Ooh, you're a naughty thing. You're going to make me cum on this big dick!”“Yes!” I moaned, lost to this rapture. I pumped away at her with a frantic rhythm, her fingers inspiring me as they plundered my pussy's deflowered.