So make it fast." No-No..." I said trying to make him understand -- then stopped not knowing what to say.I watched helplessly as he parted some of the.... I got a glimpse of my wife, all sweating, and moving like a pumping machine. Her body gleamed in sweat making it beautiful. She looked like some portray of a lioness with her head up. The only problem was that all her holes were filled up with strong dicks. My dick began to rise. I was led behind her where most of them had gathered. All were. But I need have had no fears. No sooner were we cleaned-up, than he settled alongside me, with his arms around me, cuddling and kissing me again. This was just too good to be true. We lay there for 20 minutes or so, kissing and cuddling, chatting a bit about trivial stuff, and then I decided I wanted to check out those buttocks, so I grabbed hold of him and told him to roll over. “Hmm!” he said, as I straddled his legs.Pulling his legs apart slightly, I buried my face between the cheeks of his. Sara didn't have a chance. Melville wined and dined her, impressed her with his money, bought her expensive gifts, and told her he loved her. Sara believed he was in love with her, and she fell in love with him. When he asked her to marry him, she joyfully accepted and believed she'd live happily ever after. Hah!For starters, Melville was a neat freak. Everything had a place and everything damned well better be in its place, but his neatness phobia went beyond anything Sara dreamed. ? Why am I here?? sheasked, in what she knew was not a clear voice, but a shaky one. Steve heard her first question and waspleased.? Often the girls wasted the firstquestion, by pleading or begging to be let go.?He wondered how much to tell her, but thought he at least owed her adecent answer; after all she had done almost everything he wanted so far.? He looked her in the eye and began totalk.? ? First, let me say that was agood question, though I don?t know if you really want to know the.