"Um, how did you know that, mum?"Terry smiled beatifically at the girl and said, "Just a lucky guess."Paul groaned and Mora felt his hips surge upward...to increase the contact between them. Terry chirped, "Oh, Mora, he loves that... the way you're doing him. I love doing it to him too. Isn't he huge?" Um, yes... he's huge." Ever seen one that big before?" Not like this. Not so close..." But you have, though, and where was that?" The first I saw was at a party in Dublin. I was fourteen."Terry was. He leans over and puts the head of my cock in his mouth. His lips close around the shaft just under the head. The professor sucks a few times and lets out a yum sound. I look down and find myself amazed that a man more than twice my age has my cock in his mouth. I feel his tongue gently touch the tip of my cock for a brief second before it moves off. His tongue touches the tip of my cock again and stays a little bit longer before moving off. The next time his tongue touches my cock it. Fucking. I couldn’t believe he was still hard, but then he’d taken a Viagra.My wife was in a spacey, satiated sorta state – Dick Drunk. I couldn’t believe she was still going either. I don’t know how many times she’d cum. We’d both fucked her. Well. She was looking at me, arm outstretched across the mattress towards me, talking sleepily as I straightened-up & as Robert fucked her … remembering things, reminiscing about past events, silly things and memories.Robert wasn’t really paying attention. You decide to document your search for a wife as a pay-per-view streaming reality show, like a mix between The Bachelor and Big Brother without the hassle of TV network censorship of nudity and sex. With the help of Eva and the social media start-up you essentially created for this project you advertise for young women who meet your criteria for your ideal woman (leaving out the facts that your net worth is over $3 billion and that you own your own private Caribbean island).You set up cameras.