Melissa had an idea as to why he had it, but wanted to make sure. She unbuttoned a few more buttons on her shirt, now slightly revealing her bra, turn...d around and gave Ken his order.Ken’s eyes widened as she turned to give him his coffee and a free show. The tent in his pants grew with the sight of her big tits being perfectly nestled in her bra. “Yeah, that’s what I figured”, Melissa said with a slight arrogance, looking at Ken’s bulging cock through his pants. Ken was embarrassed.“Oh, God,. Back in my old life, I never would have had the confidenceto trust my feelings about women and how they worked.This time, I knew. It wasn't folly. I wasn't making it up out of sheeroptimism.She wanted sex. With me.I thought about it for a second, but realized it probably wouldn't work."I'd love to help you out, Angie, but," I replied, before sheinterrupted."But you don't do real pussy anymore?" No no, not like that," I answered, "I still very much want to do realpussy, as you call it. My ex. Steffi's delighted we can come and, as they have a large house these days, would love us to stay with them. She wouldn't hear of anything else." I laughed and said, "That could get interesting. You might get your wish to try out Mike after all." Jan blushed and didn't say anything, but once again our lovemaking that evening was rather more intense and upbeat than normal. And that's saying something these days!----------- The day before the wedding, Jan went off to our local Spa beauty centre. Tom, who had been taking it slow the entire evening, lay down on top of Erica and prodded her hand with his stiff prick. She reached out and grabbed his stiffy, guiding it to the entrance of her crapper.With a thrust that had all his weight behind it, Tom pushed his huge tool into Erica's creamy bowels with an audible squelch. Hot jizz fought it's way free past her stretched out sphincter and his throbbing manhood, soaking both her buttocks and his balls. It didn't stop Tom from battering her.