I just stayed naked and lay in the sun beside our pool. I realised after about an hour that the teenager next door (I guessed him to be 15 or 16) was ...pying on me. It occurred to me that it would be fun to invite him over, while my husband was away.My god! After all those years that I had been faithful to my husband I was really going overboard. It was his fault for changing the rules of our marriage so radically.Sunday night was a repeat of the night before with Brad fucking me and Fred. Then I slowly pulled her thong down as well. And just like mine, her pussy was absolutely soaked. “And someone else here is ready to be fucked,” I said. Then I got into her pussy. I started off some with a few gentle licks. “And that's good,” Jeanette said. Just like her, I was gonna make her feel good. I too spread out her nice and wet pussy lips. I licked her pussy numerous times before really going in. I was sort of teasing her a bit, but I think she liked it though. She was breathing in and. "Go slow at first please, I've never had a cock that big in me and my toys aren't anything like this." I slid in as she asked and she moved back to take me full into her. I started to stroke her slowly at first and in a short time, she asked for it faster. I accommodated her and we got into a great rhythm. "Grab my hips and give it to me harder, harder." I started to slam my cock deep into her, holding her hips tight and I could feel her vagina walls starting to grasp my cock. "Oh god, fuck me. " I calculated that as being nearly 2 million pounds but I found out later the claim as to it being my value was somewhat of an exaggeration. The figure was correct but it really wasn't a ransom payment for me. When the aid agreement was signed, the following day General Cumu granted our pardon 'as a gesture of good will.' I was so overwhelmed that I cried and so did Roger. After six months we were going home, and yet there was going to be a good deal of sadness when we left too. Sumala didn't.