"Don't cum!" I said it to myself as much as to him.Well he had no intention of stopping but I pulled myself off him in time. I got him to agree to sav... it for later. We were headed to a popular local club known for throwing some wild parties. I wanted us to focus on getting dressed and out the door. We took a cab and drove up along the beach to large single-storey building with shaded by palm trees making it hard to see from the road. It was inset from the beach on a sprawling plot of land, no. My wife arrived back in the room at 5am and woke me up. She smelt of cum and there was cum all over her face and in her hair. She told me to go out onto the patio and lay on the floor. She then mounted my cock, lowering her cum filled pussy down onto me. As she rode my cock cum oozed out and she told me in detail at how the small group of men had invited their friends and she had been the centre of a bukkake party and cum fest. However she wanted the last jet of cum shot into her pussy when. She could hear the scratching of the dog's paws upon the tile and knew he was coming nearer and nearer. Her head rolled from side to side hopelessly. No, oh dear God, NO! "Now don't you go to frettin' over there."Through the blue haze of near shock, Carolyn heard Mario's teasing voice above the sound of running water."I'll come hold your hand just as soon as I get my little friend here washed off." Mario called to her across the room. "Bravo's got a damn good mouth on him but he gets a little. He was mightily pissed off at her, but, despite it all, his cock stayed rigid and swollen in his jeans. She turned to look at him, a bottle of beer in each hand. Her tight little dress was still hitched up just above the stocking tops, high enough that her pussy was almost visible from the front, too. "Keep your voice down John," she said calmly. " I thought you’d like to see me dressed like this." She gave him a hurt look. "What's the matter, honey," she pouted, "don’t you think I look even a.