"Come over here, I will happily... willingly suck and fuck you, which will make me guilty of statutory rape. If I say anything about this to anyone, I...ll go to jail."My dick jumped at her words but the voice of reason interjected. I had learned the fine art of negotiation from my mother. Her lessons kicked in with a vengeance."You don't want me to fix you," I said. "But you keep saying that you need to convince me that I want to leave you like this, whatever this is. What do you really want. And all the while my gaffer, thrust in and out, in and out. It was fucking fantastic; he was like a God to me just then. I began to moan and squirm around under this thrusting body, I realized somewhere in the back of my mind that if the gaffer kept this up much longer I was going to pass out.Then at the last moment before I began to slip into oblivion, I felt my handsome lover stiffen and my body was smashed into the mattress as he made one finally mighty thrust, pinning me to the couch. I. Her hand teased with slow strokes while she smeared his cock against her chin. He reached down and freed her blonde hair from its pony tail. Soft golden curls spilled into his lap. She threw back her head to clear her way before guiding his cock into the back of her throat. Michael writhed on the stool. He rubbed her firm tits and reached his hand inside her shirt to explore more of her skin. Alison's tongue pleasured every throbbing inch of his engorged flesh. One of her hands found its way. They were both shaking hard, “I’ve cum,” he told her.“I know you have; me too,” Sally replied.I went back to the table, furious at the knowledge that this was the second time she had gone off and been fucked while I wasn’t around. I was still angry big time when she reappeared a few minutes later, looking at me very flushed as she sat down.I stared at her coldly, “I’m off.”“Oh Mark, no, please can we stay a little longer?”“No, I’m going,” and I got up and walked back to our cabana.I heard her.