Hubby caught the early flight out on Friday and Sharon had the day to herself to prepare for a weekend of fun. Her guests started arriving early that ...vening. Some brought a little extra kick for added fun. Pretty soon the party was in full swing and everyone was getting pretty loose. Sharon was snuggling into her some time lover and was so taken with the freedom of the weekend it wasn't too long before she wound up in bed with him and his friend. By the time hubby returned on the Sunday. I shot. My balls clenched and burst spunk into her, my head swam, the sensation was of a flood shooting into her, my cock was suddenly slipping and sliding so easily and freely in her gaping, cum-filled arse. I was laughing, she was panting, her husband spunked into the air, semen spraying along the platform. "Filth". I pulled out of her, pushed her flat on the bench, face down. I wiped my dirty cock on her back, in her dark hair, smearing cum on her pale skin. Her husband spoke, quietly. "You. ‘We both need to relax and let go. You have a thing for me, so pretend we are on a date and go with it. I won’t get mad at you, baby I’ll do the same and when we leave there tonight,’ she whispered, leaned to him and lightly kissed his lips. ‘You’ll be a God,’ she moaned in his ear, felt Jim’s cock flex and the tingle moved to her thighs. Jim didn’t know what to say or do. ‘You are wonderful, Allison and so pretty,’ he said as the kiss lingered and this was nice. Mom was the center of his. However, it probably sounds awful, but we’re being honest here so I have to say that the reason I was attached to Angel was, well, pure and simple, the sex! Angel, it turned out, just loved to give head — well pardon me for the phrase, which does her artistry scant justice. More correctly, Angel was an oral sex fanatic who came truly to life only when her mouth and jaws were working on a cock. My cock! Lucky me! And since there’s very little in life, if anything, that I enjoy more than having a.