’ ‘Please, call me Fleece.’ ‘What a nice name!’ Divinity Mundane giggled, drunkenly. ‘Would you like to come in for a nightcap?’ ‘I su...ely would.’ Fleece Swindle said, and walked arm in arm with Divinity Mundane, shutting the door behind him. The next day, the sun shone too brightly through her windows. Divinity Mundane awoke to find her shutters were gone, and all of her exclusively common belongings were gone. She arose from the hard floor, wondering where he bed had gone, and why her legs. She stood there looking at my dripping cock and smiling, while her companion was reading to me from the bible. At one point the younger one moved to her right where she could still see my cock, but she could see her companions face better. We looked at each other and smiled, I looked down at my cock back at her and then I looked at the one reading. We both exchanged smiles. She knew what I was thinking; She wanted to see her friend’s face when she finally saw my cock. She stood there looking. With her knee, she spread my legs and placed Tom right between them, his cock only inches from my face. Debbie, my wife, took hold of his dick and put her hand on the back of my head, and brought us together. She stopped when my lips touched his oozing cock-head. I took a lick and began lapping at his dick. He moved forward and I took him in my mouth. Tom slowly pumped in and out of my mouth while Debbie reached behind him and slipped her free hand between his legs and cupped his balls as he. To Jen it was just two friends ou to play golf. To Tom and I it was a weekend without worry, a weekend in bed. Just inside the hotel rooms door, he kissed me, then started to undress me and I him. His hands felt incredible as they squeezed and kneaded my ass. I grabbed his ass too and pressed our swelling cocks together. We stood there, both nude, kissing open mouthed, passionately and grinding our hard dicks together. Our hands holding each other’s asses, pulling each other closer. Tom moaned.