+++ Sylvia opened her eyes and looked at him, then looked down. Ronnie had slid the covers off so he could see her. ‘Pervert!’ She teased, the slo... smile sliding over her lips that delighted him. ‘Yep!’ He grinned, leaning down to kiss her. Ronnie’s world had come back together, he was happier than he could remember ever being. +++ Monday meant going back to work, though. He had several huge trucks set up to deliver loads of rock, a tractor and trailer rented plus a little Bobcat machine that. "You don't know what tough is until you've worked a twelve hour shift," he laughed. "All you do is party and screw those co-ed's." I wish," I said, "but talking about having a party I've been here ten minutes and nobody's offered me a drink yet." Sorry," he said and went off to find a beer for me."Where's Trish?" I asked."She's got a job down the market," he explained, "Saving up for her college fees." Yeah, they are tough too," I said.By the time Trish came home we had both downed a few. Held there until her husband stuck two of his fingers into her pussy, collected some moistness, and pronounced that, yes indeed, he did still taste her lover's cum from the previous day's playdate . She remembered, and her thoughts came randomly: how he had at first, kissed her and bit her lips gently, while caressing her back, and feeling tingles run up and down her spine; and then how he wrapped his long arms around her and pulled her into him, so she could feel his heartbeat and mAke her. Then I heard my wife groan loudly as he tried to enter her. They worked at it slowly and she was moaning and begging for him to fuck her as he forced more and more of his large organ into my wife. Then they started a fucking with Pat's back splashing water at each thrust. I swam up to her back as I heard her cries of pleasure in his ear. "Oh God I've never been so full, don't stop don't ever stop"I reached down between Pat's ass cheeks and slid my finger into her ass hole to the first knuckle..