The hands guide and stroke. All three of us find the same rhythm this time so that we all come at the same time. I spend an extra minute with my own p...ivate shudders. Saul scoots forward and hugs the two of us together. Nimrod and me.This was what I had been looking for."You cheated," Nimrod harrumph's in my ear. "but it worked." I am your girl." I giggle at him and rub my butt against his slack penis. His hands have not stopped stroking my hips this whole time."I am an old man," Nimrod laughs. For her.Not for me.I packed up and we carried my stuff to his room, and then we went to the buffet for a late lunch.And guess who we ran into? Good guess, and she was not one to let an opportunity pass.Joey’s Cruella de Vil smile accompanied her sarcasm, “So you two did get back together then, Willow?”My wife didn’t like smugness any more than I did, “You should try it, Joey.” She pulled on the Painful Welt’s arm so her breasts squashed against his huge bicep and looked up at him, “What do you. I mean, were grown-ups arent we? Just the two of us. No-one will know what we do.” She frowned. “Oh, Harry, this is all so strange to me, but I want to try. If it pleases you.”“It would.”“Let me see your cock, then. Is it hard? I can suck it for you, if you like.” Beryl had broken through another barrier. The careful pressure on her clit from Harrys fingers, the knowledge that she was wet, the aching desire spreading from her loins overcame any remaining inhibitions. As soon as he was naked,. You get the rare honour of being turned into a Fuckpig.” She smiled happily as she said the word. “Fuckpigs aren't even on the totem pole, thats how much lower than the new girl they are. They are mindless human fleshlights that only know how to suck cock and squeal and grunt as they cum, just a set of holes for any and all to use as they want. You may think that sounds appealing considering your… proclivities. But mark my words, its not something that you would choose, well you might..