Eddie was glad to see that she was asleep and he did not try to rouse her. * * * *Another young wife, however, had had a much more exciting evening... Sally Dunn who was in reality "the couple of guys for backhand makeup lessons and drinks afterwards" had gone to the tennis club at closing time where she had met Alyce's husband, Eddie. The two adulterers had coupled almost immediately, frantically, tearing at each other's clothing, exposing the softness and the hardness of flesh and blending. I lower my mouth to your core, finally getting what I have wanted for the past few months. I run my tongue from your clit to your entrance, dipping in ever so slightly. Your hips buck into me I push you back down to the bed with my right arm hooked around your thigh applying pressure to your hip. I run my tongue back up to your clit taking it fully into my mouth sucking and flicking my tongue bar over your hardened nub, you buck your hips again so I bite lightly as a warning as I move my arm. ”“Come on then hurry up,” she chided me. “I’m dying to get down there.”“We’ll go via the market mum, you need to buy a bikini.”“What for, I’m not going to wear one?”“Oh all right then, but I warn you, the staff here might not like you walking through reception stark naked.”“Oh all right,” she giggled. “Smartypants.”The market was near to the entrance to the beach and sold everything you could think of from beachwear to cooking pots. But thankfully mum just wanted to get to the beach, she never. You're the last one to arrive, so we're all here. Shall we start?"This last comment was not directed to me, but to the room. Amid a murmur of agreement, all the men lined up with their erections proudly jutting out before them, and all the women gathered around a tall, deep box filled with billiard balls. Each woman closed her eyes, thrust her hand into the box, and withdrew a ball. A small woman named Anne, whose description matched that of Bret's wife, drew ball number one. She went over to a.