Her eyes were shut tight and her cheeks were bulging slightly. The guy's head was leaning back and his mouth was open in a state of intense pleasure, ...e was still holding her ponytail. "Gotta love a girl that swallows ;)"I imagined the semen shooting out of the tip of his dick and into my wife's waiting mouth as she tried her hardest to swallow every drop, and I shot my own load all over my hand and stomach. My orgasm's intensity took me by surprise, I couldn't believe I was so turned on.Wifey. Not just on the stock market either, but he could probably even convince people to just give him their money and then forget about it. "Oh my," he repeated, knowing that money wouldn't really be a problem. Any problems of his identity could be taken care of with a well placed use of his new abilities as well. So a new drivers license and the like wasn't going to be a problem any more than getting money was. He'd just have to be careful was all. Continuing to think about his situation, Michael. He would sleep with her and I would have sloppy seconds or vice-versa.As I said we were in the army together, in the same battalion, slept together in the same bungalow even in the same tent, still hung out together on weekend pass, dated the same girls, shared them on some evenings but never together in a bed.Then about twenty years after the army and having drifted apart from each other, each in our own direction, me getting married, divorced and married again, he suddenly pitches up out of. Her riding my cock the night before had left us both tired and her extremely sore throughout her entire body. I rode home with her so I could pick up my truck that I had left at their home for the weekend, and to talk to her husband about what we had done in the dorms. We walked in the door and he immediately knew without even having to ask us. He turned to me and said, "Well, was she any good?" I jokingly replied, "Yea, you married one hell of a slut." That immediately lightened the mood as.