“Disgusting. You’re clearly a masturbator. In my opinion, you deserve to be castrated.” She pointed to the mysterious hole in the bedroom door. ...��Do you see that spy hole?” He didn’t speak but nodded, breathing heavily.“Well, that is used frequently by Miss Paris and I. We are often up in the night, and I can promise you, if we ever catch you trying to give yourself relief, you will regret it. You have been warned.” She unbuttoned his fly, reached in, and sensuously fished out his member. He. Barbra also played darts for a ladies team on a Tuesday night as I had been playing a lot longer than she had and had a practice room she said would I mind giving her a few tips and letting her practice on the dartboard, of course, I said yes. So the next day she came round with her darts dressed in Jeans and a white blouse top three buttons were undone I should add the wife had gone out with friends shopping for the day so it was an ideal day to practice. We went to the room and I said have a. He turned on the marker lights and then shut off the rest of the lights on the boat and it was kind of amazing. It was a starry enough night and there were lights from some of the homes along the riverbank so I could see, but it was also intimate in its own way. It wasn't unexpected when he kissed me again. It was unexpected when I felt his bare body against me. My hands went to his hips to find his shorts and they were gone. I told him he was just teasing himself and he chuckled and drew me. One guy locked the doorAll 3 of us took off our towels all cocks throbbing hard, standing upright and ready.I couldn't help myself, for years I had wanked thinking of this.I got on my knees and took both mature cocks in my hands. sucking one, then the other.Their moans told me so much, this is sex, this is what I need, this is my life, why deny it.I wanted them to cum, to enjoy, to feel sex.I wanked harder, sucked harder, faster I wanted, no I needed their cum.One guys moans got louder. He cum.