She knew their boat had enough fuel for four hours. Sipping on her drink, she stared at the blurry lights on the headland. She felt it, the sting of...a tear and casually wiped it away.What would she do if it happened; she did not want to think it, but could not help herself. A force-eleven, a deep November depression, she heard the warnings for shipping to stay in port. Saturday night was date night and Joe took the call.“I’ll be back for that pint Bill.”That last touch of his hand on her. We helped alleviate them by fucking for an hour before our guest arrived. She kneeled on the floor and swallowed my cock while I told her how excited I was to finally share her. I ate her sweet pussy with vigor and took my time sucking at the swollen lips and nibbling on her clit. Then I fucked her forcefully as she lay on her back and held her swollen belly. We changed positions and I fucked her from behind while describing all of the naughty things she would do this evening. When he knocked. “Uff,” was all I could manage with his underwear in my mouth.He giggled and ran his tongue around my nipples, wetting them, nibbling on my chest, and fingering my navel. My sissy cock throbbed. He went down, a row of wet squelchy kisses down my front until he reached my shaft. He didn’t take it in his mouth immediately, blowing hot breath on it from his mouth.“Uff,” I sucked the cloth in my mouth. I loved lying back with his kinky underwear in my mouth while waiting to be sucked. He finally. His crimson, demonic body clearly excited his wife, too, as she showed by kissing him hard on the mouth, followed by doing the same to me ... and then to Lilith, Becky, Monica, and Emma.As for Lilith, Becky, and Monica, their communion as future sister-wives had definitely been sealed by the way that the first two treated the latter like a queen, servicing her orally without any complaint or hesitation. Lilith had basically turned her ass into a banquet or something, while Becky had.