I just stared at his white buttocks humping up and down. I could see his cock pumping into my wifes cunt. I could even count the hairs grasping his co...k, stuck by her juices. I saw that every time he came up that his butt cheeks would open wide, he was doing a good job of fucking, Ill give him that. I heard throaty husky voices. I heard Lisas southern drawl as she begged him to shove his cock in her. I also heard him answer her that he was going to fuck her good…He was going to give her his. ‘Please tell me about it.’ And, what was surprising, she had told him about the holiday. About the little whitewashed villa and how she had dropped her clothes on the ground and she and Jerry had stepped naked into the pool. She found herself telling him about the sex and her worry, whether she and Jerry were suited, whether she should end the relationship or give it a few more weeks. And all the while he had listened, as they sat side by side naked on the sofa with her hand in his, him nodding. I plunge again and you start cumming before I've reached the top. Holding my head tight with your hands and thighs I suck and lick the underside of your clit through out your orgasm. Positioned as you are I've no time to taste your sweet offering as you shoot jet after jet into my throat. As you come down from your peak I'm finally able to collect a small mouthful of your remaining cum and share it with you in a prolonged wet kiss. The water is cooling and your immediate need satisfied, we. We woke the next morning to the smell of bacon cooking and just had to go down to see if we could have some. I looked down and saw that the sheet that had been covering us was on the floor, and the door was still wide open. I wondered if anyone had looked in and seen us cuddling as we slept.Not bothering with any clothes as we figured that we’d soon be outside getting covered in goodness knows what, we went downstairs and found Aunt Betty stood at the cooker with a pan of bacon smelling.