“Geez, YOURS I guess.” I said giving in, but adding, “Remember, you have no food.”“We each have our favorite things to eat.” She giggled.I... was there and then I decided that we needed to begin to delve into things besides good times and sex if we planned to take this to another level when we left our “vacations”.Melody was on what I like to call a “sex drunk”. All convention of “love making” was set aside as she fed me her body until the wee hours, mounting my face in various positions. I lost. The sight of my s****r-in-law fingering her pussy and rubbing her clit while jacking me off was one thing, but I knew that the sounds from the hallway were what excited me. The slurping and gagging sounds my wife made sucking Todd’s awesome black cock were becoming louder now. The sounds stopped and I heard Todd make a grunting sound. The sounds my wife was making had ceased and I knew she’d finally made him cum again. Did he cum in her mouth or had he pulled out of her mouth at the last minute. Walsh, I am allowed." Of course you are. Silly me. You must call me Marie. We've known each other for a long time. Mrs. Walsh sounds so formal."Timothy was going to sit in a chair, but Marie asked him to sit on the settee with her. Marie sat on his right-hand side. That way, when her dress opened, Timothy would be able to see inside.Marie's ploy worked. Almost immediately, Timothy's eyes found the opening. She wished she had changed her bra to a smaller cup, but it was too late now. Marie. The woman, dressed for work with an apron and cap, was a very handsome matron of thirty-five or so. I told her that I was concerned that roving bands of British and Tory raiders might fall on her home because of the unconcealed horses grazing in front of her place. She smiled and looked at me with some disdain."My husband is with Colonel Simcoe," she said proudly. "We are loyal to the crown on this plantation, all of us." Nevertheless," I said, "some of these ruffians. these bands of..." Sir,".