Jim knelt over my lower legs and drove his gigantic cock home in his wife's pussy with a single practised motion, then began porking her hard, fast an... deep. I thrust up hard into her ass and Tina settled back with a satisfied sigh as she felt both dicks coring her energetically. She lifted her feet off the bed and hooked her heels behind her husband's shoulders as he pounded her pussy mercilessly and I reamed her ass.“Can I take pictures?” Melanie asked suddenly.“Knock yourself out,” Tina. "Ronnie batted her eyelashes at me. "Li'l ole me, y'all?" She blinked at me. "Did I do that right?"I said, "Nah, but you can come along anyway."Martha watched, smirking while I talked Ronnie into it. As we rose to leave for Little Italy, Martha whispered to me, "Good going, cowboy. The afternoon with Marilyn must have taught you something, after all."At last she's pleased," I mumbled, raising my eyes to heaven, and Martha elbowed my ribs.We visited three restaurants in Little Italy. Again, it. Fred pulled out and Emma's pussy was full of white cum. Emma had me lick her cum filled cunt which I really liked, and must have too as she came on my face. After some time Fred was ready to go again and we fucked some more. But Fred would not cum inside me for fear of knocking me up. I begged and begged. We had great sex and I learned alot but did not get my pussy filled with cum. About a month after holiday I was home alone horny as all get out. A repair man was at my house checking on some. ’ That was highly unusual. She had put it on a small table beside a chair facing her which indicated that I had to sit there. ‘Keep them open, darling.’ And so, legs apart and relaxing into the soft chair, I faced her. She was still dressed of course. She loved to be dressed when I was naked. Vicky loathes the television and rarely switches it on. Soft music was playing in the background. I sat and sipped my whisky. It’s not my favourite drink but if she wanted me to drink it, well, I drank it..