"My wife had two responses and they were, “You really were that excited” and “Oh my God, my pussy is starting to tingle just from you telling me..."And my response to myself, “You are a sick person, you are standing here with a hard on, listening to your wife and her friend talk about her sex life, in a funeral home."So the wine must have kicked in because the next thing I heard was my wife asking, “Does he have a big cock.” I couldn’t believe my ears.The response was, with a little chuckle that. Alright." You clear your throat. She continues."Dathtinas is a clothing-optional resort. We ask that you keep any coupling out of the public eye - not necessarily behind closed doors, but not out in the middle of the open, so to speak-" That won't be an issue either." You interrupt, embarrassed. Anna chuckles, turning to you, and... oh. Hey. She's pretty close, and... her suit is open enough to give you quite a view of her cleavage, and... those tits are unreal. She has to be an F-cup. And she. Standing back up I walk behind, her taking in her entire body. Then watching Robert wanking over her shoulder, I undo the bra clip and let the back straps ping out to the sides. This leaves the bra exactly where I want it as I move to stand in front of her again. The bra has slipped a bit of her shoulders, and reveals more boob and cleavage. I reach up and in each hand take a shoulder strap, lowering them down her arms, all the time looking between her face and the ever emerging tanned tits.. That was the first time I tried inserting something into my pussy. I had a roller brush with a six-inch shaped handle and holding the brush in my hand gingerly started to ease it into my hole. Its round end slid inside me so easily. I felt like I was actually fucking someone as it entered my pussy. Once I became used to it, I played with my clit and started to ram it into me as I got closer. That orgasmic feeling drove me wild but this time I was prepared and bit onto my pillow to stifle the.