The smell of bacon and eggs hit us as we came into the kitchen.Nancy looked up where she was buttering the toast and said, "Coffee is ready. Food in a...few minutes." Thanks, love. Are you doing ok?" I asked.I went to get my coffee, but Nancy had beat me there, and handed me a cup."Here you go, William," she said with a smile.I took a sip of the coffee, and then leaned down and kissed her. Setting the cup down I pinched her bare nipples, and she stiffened as her body responded."I am doing ok, now. He pushed her legs a little farther apart with his foot and adjusted the position of the towel he dropped there. He was less than graceful as he lowered his large body onto his knees between her legs. But he managed it. He inched forward, lined his cock up and slammed it into her in one violent stroke that slammed her face into the wall in front of her. He continued to fuck her just as violently for a very long time. She was forced to brace herself against the wall with both hands to keep from. She’d picked at her food and had eyed the wine with such hunger that he’d insisted on buying another bottle, for which she’d been touchingly grateful. He’d let her have it and then covered the awkwardness by making a show of eating her meal as well as his own. It had made her smile. His hunger had always been a private joke between them. ‘It’s funny,’ he said. ‘When we were kids, I thought all I’d have to do was make a name for myself in the art world and that would be it. I’d be on easy street. My hand didn't let her pussy cool down any either – I shoved two fingers into that dripping hole and fingerfucked her rapidly as I continued to eat her ass. Julie was in seventh heaven, lying there getting both holes serviced. Part of me wished I had something for that third hole too, but the other part of me was loving the moans and cries and whimpers she was giving me back. Julie was scratching and clawing at the bed in a futile attempt to get away from the torment I was putting her.