It was the last thing we were expecting to hear in Italy but it was wonderful. He bellowed out song after song about women who’d left him, cheated h...m, or otherwise done him wrong. It was the kind of blues that made your heart ache deep down in your guts. After about an hour of playing they took a break and started to walk past us. Of course I had to stop them and find out their story. I reached out and touched the arm of a slightly older man in a wonderfully terrible suit. ‘Excuse me but I. She got behind me and stuck her cock in my ass and slowly started to fuck me and soon she was deep in me and started to fuck me nice and slow. My wife got behind her and started to help her by pushing her hips and fucking me deep and hard and soon she got the idea and was fucking me hard. My wife went over to her and removed her bra and started to play with her small tits while she fucked me deep. She soon got in front and started to suck and nibble her little tits and soon she was moaning. Soon my computer said, “You have mail.” I opened it up to find a nice thank you from Jill. She included several pictures that her husband had taken of her. They were from her honeymoon up to the present. She had dark hair, red hair, and finally blonde hair. She was posing in various places and I was not the only one that she was an exhibitionist for. She was squatting pantyless in front of the Seattle Space Needle, the Washington Monument, Mount Rushmore, and the Grand Canyon. In each case. He flicked his tongue across he harden bump, juices flowing over his chin and into his goatee. He raised his shoulders so her lips would spread and open her cunt for him to shove his tongue into her little fuck hole. She moaned louder. "You eat my pussy so good. You want me to cum all over your face don't you?" Without missing a beat he shakes his head up and down for her answer. He moved a hand to her pussy and pushed a finger to her hole. Not pushing it in yet. His tongue moved all around her.