Once I’d heard them leave I lifted the magazine off my face. Julie was sitting on the other side of the pool, directly opposite and was just gazing ...t me. Now, normally, I have no trouble at all knowing what Julie’s thinking - because she tells me. A refreshingly open and direct woman is my wife. But I just couldn’t decipher the look she had trained on me at that moment. It seemed to be a mix of accusation (or was that my imagination?), amusement and something else. What? … Challenge? …. I said I wanted to get rammed in a park or something. He asked for pictures and being so nervous I said I didn’t have any. He asked where I wanted to get fucked. I replied again by saying outside and asked him where he wanted to go. He said we could meet at the Meijer parking lot and take off to somewhere from there. I agreed and asked me if I was going to show up saying he had been burned on that before. I reassured him I would show up not really thinking I was going to do it. I thought about. Slowly, she pulled the lapels open, exposing Karen's marvelous, large, jutting breasts. She cupped one in each palm, lowering her mouth to them and kissing and sucking each of Karen's large black nipples until Karen was sighing and moaning."Mmmmm," Laura said, "now that's she's gone, maybe we can get down to some serious business." Yesss!" Karen said excitedly, looking down at Laura's lips as they teased her erect, wet nipples."But I didn't see your bag." I left it down in the car."Laura gave. .. or someone... you must have sucked a lot of cocks to be as good as this." I pulled her face hard against me and she struggled like she was having trouble breathing and the resultant gagging added to my obscene pleasure."Yeaah baby... that feels good," and then she suddenly relaxed again like when she deepthroated me first. I began to use her slowly and deliberately, pushing into her throat while I felt her tongue and lips teasing me. It was too much. The semen was boiling in my balls and.