The story was almost always the same, to the same neat pattern. The women would explain that when they met their husbands, when they were younger, usu...lly in their late twenties, that they had numerous lovers to choose from, and they would either choose the most attractive “hunk” or the best provider. In each case, after marriage of a few years, they would eventually find that their husbands would start to behave selfishly and take them for granted. Then there would be the unwelcome demands for. Get ready to have your pussy filled with my cum.”“I love it! I feel your cum inside me and I’m so happy you and Anne came over today. OH DAMN – OH DAMN – I feel you again and I’m getting another one. YES! I feel your cock spraying my pussy and I love you.“I want you to fuck Charlotte now, Eddie. I want her to have your baby when I do and I hope you’ll let us stay at your ranch forever, when we come over next weekend.”“You and Charlotte bring the clothes you work in and come to stay. Tell. The next day Professor Lola G-Spot called on Skype. She was gorgeous, with short bleach-blonde hair, rock-hard nipples and a West Coast deep tan (probably all over). Lola explained that she was the Visiting Professor teaching Sex Therapy and loved my orgasm videos that Mum had sent.“Aila, could you come up for the weekend? I have some students who would love to run some tests on your orgasms. Of course, being only sixteen, we’ll need to have your Mum here – is that OK, Mary?”Mary, my Mum,. I started to mount her to sink my raw cock into that silky, satiny, cum-filled pussy. She said she was too sore but offered her mouth or ass. Aside from lust, I felt a need to reclaim my wife. Lubing my cock with Samuel's cum, (The damage had been done – we were both exposed to whatever he may have deposited in her) I rolled her over, and she raised her hands above her head as if bound, offering herself for a punishment fuck. In between grunts and growls I made her tell me about the evening as.