Most women find me a better lover than any man. They go home to their husbands, but they go home as lesbians.’ Mrs Kumila leaned over to me now and ...egan to kiss my stomach, making her way up to my breasts, her hand sliding up between my legs – which I opened to give her access to my pussy, hungry again for her ministrations. ‘Can you understand that Anita, can you understand women who want me for a lesbian lover, who resist their husbands and save themselves for me? Would you do that if I. The feeling of Jane’s warm, gripping rectum, the pulsing vibrator, and Bill's cock, was too much for Tom, and with a loud shout emptied his balls into her bowels. Before he had time to think, he felt his own arse fill with hot spunk, as Bill shot his load.Even the randiest of swingers need their recuperation time, and the next couple of hours were taken up by eating, drinking, and resting. Bedtime and phone sex time were drawing closer.Tom had texted Cathy earlier in the day, it read: phone at. ”Cheryl pulled the covers down to his knees. “Here, let me help you.” His cock was already sticking up through the slit in his pajamas. “There you go, Honey.” All she kept thinking was, I bet I could get that whole thing in my mouth.Again Alex tested his mother’s resolve, “Can you do it, Mom? It will go down much faster that way, and I will be able to get to sleep.”Cheryl was not going to take the bait that easily, “Why don’t you do it until your hand gets tired? If it still doesn’t go down, I. ?I took my position behind her once more, this time directing my cock between her thick thighs as I nestled in against her and grasped her remaining breast tightly. The blade sliced cleanly through her meat, my blood lubricated cock moving in time with it as I fucked her thighs. Finally liberated, I mashed Jane’s disembodied tit into my face, sucking greedily on the nipple as I thrust away between my friend’s legs. Jane collapsed exhausted onto the bag of Ice I had laid out in readiness upon.