”I tried to act naive and asked, “What did you mean about couples wanting to be with you? What’s that all about?”Luis replied, “I have to sa... that I don’t understand their mentality, but some men like to watch their wives fucking other men. And a lot of them seem to have a thing about their wives fucking men of color. I’m happy to oblige them, and most of them clean their wives' cunts after I fuck them, and even suck my cock. I read somewhere that those men are called cuckolds.”Everything was. As he moved, he had come to realize it was a lake.He became dead still. All he could make out was that her pale skin seemed to glow in the moonlight and that there was a softness to her. She dipped back down into the lake and then started to swim breaststroke to the shore. His breathed started to get caught in his throat.As she emerged from the lake and started to walk towards the shore he realized that he was only yards away from the most beautiful and breathtaking woman in the world. She. I came first for Ken, his cock covered with my pussy juices. Then Stan showed me no mercy. He banged my pussy hard and fast as another orgasm was reached. What ever they had said to each other would come to light. They said it was there turn. Taken back to the bed, Stan climbed on to it and had me mount him. I bounced up and down a few times then Stan pulled my pussy all the way down on his cock. He grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down on top of him, holding me tight. Ken climbed onto the. There wasn't one ... but there was a ladder at the retaining wall.Pretty soon Carole Ann was out of the water and I was helping Al. He looked the setup over and told me to go inside the boat house and unbolt the two 4x4 timbers that were holding the waterside railing on."I didn't know that." Railing bolted on?"How did you expect to get the sailboat in the boathouse with the railing in the way?" I planned on taking the thing down to the Marina and storing it in the dry shed for the winter.".