I explained him that both of them were tired, since they had fucked in the back seat during a long trip in the highway… Guy smiled.He asked if I wou...d mind if he and Anson would make my wife airtight. The bastard admitted he had always dreamed about fucking my wife and now he would have a chance to do it…I looked at him with anger; but I decided to went inside the house.I gave them just a half hour and I looked out.Guy was on his back; my sensual wife was straddling him impaled in his huge. Not for me sis, I said. She has the best tasting pussy, honest, better than any of my girlfriends. And she wont let me fuck her yet even though she keeps saying that if I do it good, eating her pussy that is, she will let me. She let me fuck her with a dildo but that is shit, I hate that, when it could be my prick sinking right to her womb. Yeah, and of course she gives fucking awesome head. And she don't mind when I blow my wad in her throat.I asked her why she dumped her husband she just. It's a satyr". "Oh", Carl said, nodding his head, although she was sure he didn't know what a satyr was. "He's got a pretty big one, doesn't he ?", she asked, glancing quickly down at Carl's crotch. "I... I guess so", Carl stammered. Ashley leaned her head on his shoulder, feeling a slight tremor of excitement course through her at the contact. If Carl didn't make a move soon, she was going to attack him right there on the stairs. "I'll bet yours is pretty big, too", she said softly. She felt. "bloody hell," youngie said as he must have felt the other cock rubbing through the thin wall. They finally got some rhythm happening and youngie went back to mauling my boobs. "Squeeze my nips," I said. He dutifully, again, did as I asked. I saw someone else moving down towards us and soon I had another dick in my mouth. "You're a fucking slut," he said with a Middle Eastern accent. "Suck my cock." Now I was full, full of strange cocks that were bringing me to yet another.