Every night she felt many little spurts before the counselor told her how much he enjoyed putting his in last, feeling what the others had left there....hat happened every day except Sunday when she read the Bible and he was the only one to separate her knees. What she didn’t know was that the campers who stayed over for another week filled in the newcomers about what was available in their cabin.As summer proceeded, she didn’t even notice when she missed her periods. She was getting an upset. She went through her daily routine; sending her husband, Brian, off to work and getting her daughters ready for school.Three days later she had given up trying to forget about him. She took a shower; imagining the tall stranger's body rubbing against hers while she aimed the gentle pulsating shower sprayer at her cunt until she was tingling all over.She dried off with a soft black cotton towel and squirted some of her favourite perfume behind her knees. In her closet she opened the bag with. Michael has what I have to say is a perfect cock, long and his girth measuring as wide as his length, mmmmm. Before that night when sucking his cock I have gagged and loved that feeling, but then stopped for a bit as soon as I started gagging That night was different, he started slowly thrusting himself into my mouth his hands on either side of my head grabbing on to my hair as he gradually built up fucking my throat harder and faster. I put my hands on his arse pulling him into me deeper and. It took a few seconds before Shari made the connection and then she sat up next to him, “Are you implying I would do something with our son?”She pretended to be taken aback, but he knew that was just an act. His wife was never taken aback.Shari reached her hand up to her chin, as if in deep thought before moving her hands to her cantelope sized breasts and giving both a big squeeze, “Not that he doesn’t wanna get his hands on these. You see the way he looks at me.” She was still laughing at his.