He put a note on the front door that Kamal was to come around back to the pool where he would be waiting for him. Prompt, Kamal arrived at 12:00 exac...ly and read the note. He walked around the side of the house towards the back, cautiously, expecting some sort of set up. Sure enough, Ron was in the back by the pool, naked, with his wife, and she was on a lounge chair with nothing on but a pair of high heels with her legs high in the air and her husband’s tongue in her pussy. She screamed a. As I did so, she grasped me in her hand and ran my tip back and forth against her moistness. "Now, drop slowly, just let gravity do the rest," she instructed. I followed her instructions. Perfection. Paradise. Wonder. Amazement. I had sunk into her to the hilt. I didn't want to move. I just stayed there for a minute or so. "I love having sexual intercourse with you!" I declared. "It's called 'fucking'," she corrected me. "I can feel you up to my navel. My chest. My throat! Now move it in me.. The smooth head penetrated her mouth, and Peggy shivered. With a wild cry, she dived onto her son's cock,taking it completely into her mouth. His cockhead brushed the back of herthroat, the shaft throbbing hotly against her tongue and the roof of her mouth. Her lips tingled and burned. Holding his cock deep inside her mouth,Peggy sobbed and cried and whimpered. She jerked one hand from his ass, thrusting it down and under her skirt. She began to rub furiously at her hairy cunt, pounding a. I got out of the armchair and peeled off my shirt, kicked off my shoes, undid my trousers, and swiftly got them off; they joined the ever growing pile of clothes on the floor. Rita lay back in the armchair with her legs open, waiting for the throbbing knob -- which was advertising itself, like a tent pole, in my boxer shorts, -- to be introduced to her twat. Time was when I would have just rammed my cock in her cunt and fucked her like a Duracell bunny, but my lessons with Annalise had made me.