As Ned Kelly said "Such is Life".Hello I am Marcus Franklin. I own a small motel in the Riverina and I spend a fair amount of my time in the bedroom. ...ell bedrooms to be precise. I have just bought a 20 room motel that I will be running with my wife Sharon. We have bought it from two friends of ours Bill and Sheryl. It is called Roots Motel because years ago it was owned by the Root family, not because of the shagging that went on.We had dinner with Bill and Sheryl one night in the restaurant. She licked the balls a few times still making eye contact, my dick sitting between her eyes. "That pre-cum tasted good. But you're gonna hold on a little longer if you're dealing with my throat." Were her last words before she started bobbing her head on my cock. Niche by inch, slowly she swallowed as she bobbed her head even longer and faster. That moment, I couldn't believe my eyes, I couldn't believe that I was looking down to one of the most beautiful ladies in my neighborhood as she. She looked with big wide eyes as I cupped my hands and held them under the little cascade then drank noisily and tasted the purest water anyone could ever wish for."Try it" I said but she had her hands under the flow already and slurped just as noisily as I had."Oh my God" she gasped, "Somebody should bottle that, it's gorgeous"When I'd finished laughing I held her as I explained that my boss bottled it and that it was what I moved on and off lorries all day long at the warehouse.He found it. Looking down, I saw that Jess and Sharon had switched places, with Jess placing my cock into her ass, and Sharon now straddling her ass onto Jess’ face. Seeing this, my wife eating the cum from another woman’s ass, plus the work deep in my hole, I began to feel another load of cum work its way up to the tip of my cock. I tried to hold out for a little longer.Bill announced to everyone that he had achieved “balls deep” in my ass. I reached around to confirm, and there was no doubt, his balls.