My cock rammed into her depths. She bucked so hard as her orgasm fired through her. The friction increased. Such sweet bliss shot through me.“Alice,...�� I groaned.“Yes, yes, cum in me,” she moaned. “That's the best part of sex. Feeling the man's jizz flood your holes. Mouth, cunt, ass. I don't care. I love it. I savor it. Mmm, yes. Flood me, Frank. Fill me. I want it!”I thrust hard into her. My balls smacked into her taint. The cum boiled out of her. I grunted, kissing my wife hard, claiming her. The next thing I felt was my pussy being spread wide. Believe me Brad is not a small cocked man, but this dream lover felt so much bigger than my husband. It felt good and I wanted it in me. At that point my dream lover penetrated my lips and I could sense the popping as the head slid past my lips. Next thing I felt is his thrusting it in, deeper & deeper. There was no end to this dream cock. I moaned that I wanted it all in me. At that point my desire became a reality and what felt like ten. I totally get off on it. I’d love to have her seduced, or take on another lover, but those are theories and hopes for another time. “I’m ok with it if you are,” I replied. My wife expressed some nervousness about seeing him at his house, which we quickly worked though.“Do you want to see him?” I asked.“Kind of, it’s been awhile,” She replied. After a short conversation it was agreed upon she would see her lover tonight, alone, without me. Of course my mental images took off. She wasn’t. "Lady Becket's had an unremarkable face, a wiry frame, black hair, and green eyes. Shrewd eyes quietly assessed me, as I completed my survey of her frame. The woman had narrow hips, slight shoulders and little, mouth sized breasts. The snake lady was a petite spitfire. I couldn't get over her green eyes, they confused me. "No one has green eyes on this world."Lady Becket sensed my confusion or understood the stupid look on my face. She said, "All snake priestesses have green eyes. I understand.