We were all lovers, plain and simple, and odds were that Eddie would just fit right in, wouldn’t he? At least that was the impression that we got, a...yway.We all stared at each other and admired the various heavenly bodies as we ate, silently lusting after so much delectable naked flesh. Heather squirmed and she wasn’t alone there, just more noticeable as she was nervous about the success of the meal. Well, you couldn’t go too far wrong with latkes, corned beef, and sauerkraut in my book. They. He wasn't a womanizer or anything; he just really loved women, in all kinds of ways.I shook my head and turned away, not bothering to reply. As I did, I caught Talon's briefly unguarded expression and was glad Seth hadn't seen it. The phrase "If looks cold kill" sprang to mind and I quirked an eyebrow at him as he schooled his features back to nothingness."What was that look for?" I asked him, following behind Billy and Marcus."What look?" he asked blandly."The look that would have struck him. ‘We love you, Joan.’ John says, ‘Come up on the beach, wife and sub. We are now going to consummate the marriage by both of us fucking your ass good.’ We each grab her hand and walk up the beach with her. We spread a towel out and we have a tube of lube which John grabs and lubes her ass good. I’m putting on my strap-on. John says, ‘Your wife will use the strap-on on your ass for ten minutes first, Joan. You are free to cum as much as you can.’ I take my place and quickly push the strap-on into. She missed the carefree days of her youth, where she could make mistakes and just be herself. Sherri knew that other guys checked her out, and it flattered her, but it also frustrated her. Her husband, when he wasn’t on a business trip, was at work late. When he was home, his mind was still at work. Sex was almost non-existent, something saved only for the rare vacations they took. Sherri was reduced to pleasuring herself in the bathtub, by herself. That was the way it was this week. One of the.