My wife was looking at him telling him to "fuck him harder" and he did. she held my face so I was looking into her eyes and she wiped away the tears I...first had when he put it in. He was moaning loud as he pounded my ass. He pulled out of me and I sighed in relief but a part of me wanted him to keep going. He told my wife to bend over next to me and she did, I heard him lube up his cock again and soon he was sliding his cock in my wife's ass, she let out a louder scream than I did and she. Jo looked up and down the coastline, they still had the place to themselves, she felt relaxed with the privacy and she thought about John fucking her pussy right there on the beach, the idea excited her so much that she could hardly wait. Without letting go of her husband’s rampant cock Jo turned around and pulled John into a passionate French kiss. Jo pushed her tongue through John’s salty lips into his mouth, her hand tugged hard on his shaft under the water. John reached up and cupped. I kissed once more that delicate little open mouth through which breath so fresh was issuing, in time with her increased respiratory rate. For several moments I continued fondling her gently, knowing full well she had never done this before and that some facet of her biological clock had told her that today was her day of learning. Easing my hand across to her other breast, I began manipulating the nipple through the thin cotton top she had on. Whether she realised it or not I could detect. John is munching on Joan’s hot cunt. Five minutes later and Joan and I have had two more orgasms. John, of course, is going to need some concentrated attention. I begin to masturbate him along with sucking the head of his beautiful cock. John takes four more minutes and cums in my mouth. I lean over and French kiss Joan and pass her some cum. I lean over to John and say in a strange voice (trying not to spill any), ‘John, you want some?’ He laughs and says, ‘Swallow it, honey. I don’t want a.