” Tom got up and sat in a chair a few feet from the bed. Effie worked her way down my chest and stomach and took my cock in her mouth.After a minu...e or two, she held my cock in her hand, turned to her husband and said, “Would you just look at the size this fucking thing, isn’t it beautiful. And it’s hard as a rock. Come feel how hard it is.”Tom said, “That’s OK”, but she told him, “Just feel how hard it is, come touch it.” He walked over and touched me with a few fingers. “Yep, it’s hard. "Whatever you want, Joy. I'd be more than happy to have you make me a meal. I must say you do everything so beautifully well." Especially this?" she asked smiling broadly as she wiggled her hips back and forth."Yes, especially this," I told her meaning every bit of it.I was fucking her slowly but even slowed down more. She was so tight that just edging down into her, slowly, quite slowly, then back up just as steadily added to the erotic feelings of our sex. And, I knew I could probably go. She is a gorgeous woman and I have always fancied her. While making love to my wife, I always think about Nisha.I have a kinky fantasy about her where I want to be used by her as a toilet. I want her to piss in my mouth cause she is that beautiful. And one such time came when she visited us and stayed with us for some days. The day she came I couldn’t help myself thinking about her wet pussy.She kept her luggage and was talking to my wife. I sneaked into the guest room and shuffled through her. Rachel was about 5’6′, with platinum blonde hair in a ponytail that swept down past her shoulder blades. Her fair skin was tanned to a golden brown – the sort of color one seldom sees on blonde women except those who’ve worshipped the sun. Her widely-set, violet eyes slanted upward at the outer corners with an Arctic, almost Asian, look. All this was bounded by a heart-shaped face with a strong jaw, straight nose, and a widely smiling, full-lipped mouth that begged to be kissed. As she turned.