She wondered what had gotten into her? Had she become some kind of sex manic? A pervert almost? She found herself thinking about being watched in the ...ot tub by the mystery man. Did he really know what she had been up to? No, of course he didnt! How could he possibly know, as she was submerged, all apart from her head and shoulders. However, she thought, there was absolutely no covering up the huge orgasms that she had experienced, courtesy of the air jets. Orgasms that he ex-husbands average. This brought a chuckle from the guys, who thought that such a thing was beneath their dignity. I continued until Joyce felt she was ready for sex. She pushed my head back and told me, “Now get King ready too!”I turned my head to find him standing naked with his cock inches from my lips. “Go ahead white bitch, suck my big black cock!” he demanded. It was big! My white fingers were in stark contrast to it as I held it and gently licked around the head. My painted lips parted and I took it into my. I did not need any more of an invitation and I stepped up behind her, pushed her face down to the cart, and pointed my leaking cock tip against the glistening moist lips of her pussy and shoved! It was not romantic, it was not sweet. We had had that phase as teens decades earlier! Now there was simply not enough time for drama. I felt the head of my cock pop into her and while I waited for her to ge accustomed to my intrusion, she suddenly pushed back into me, taking half of my shaft into. She began to stroke him, aiming the pulsing head of his penis at her still throbbing sex lips. It only took a few stroked before Chris tensed. "Yes, cum sweetie," she whispered. "Cum on my cunt. I want your sweet cream on my pussy." Her words brought on his climax. The hot juice shot out and splattered across Allison's shaved sex lips, covering the surface with his creamy discharge. It splattered on her stomach, outer lips and even hit her still exposed clitoris. Chris finally fell back and.