For some it does come true, lucky sods, and I was a lucky sod that morning! Trish was kneeling at the end of the bed, leaning over me and sucking me g...ntly into consciousness and my cock into life, and looking lovingly into my opening eyes."Good morning!" that's what I think she said, though clear speech and a mouthful of penis do not go well together."Good morning!" I replied. "It's rude to talk with your mouth full."She let my engorged cock fall from her lips, "Are you going to criticise or. Yeah, baby, that's nice. Bet you wish I was doing it to you. " "Oh god, yes, I need you touch me. I want you to make me cum. " "Alan, that wouldn't be proper would it? " Helen leans in to offer him her tongue wish he glady accepts. "now, get that cock up her. "Alan lines up his cock and pushes in gently. "Oh fuck Alan, stick it up me you dirty bastard. Give my mum something to look at. " Kate, how do you know your boyfriend hasn't already given it to me? " Kate thinks the taunt could be true.. I glanced around again to see several of the women now lying on the piano with their dresses hitched up and the men they were with had their faces buried in their gaping wet holes.So I got Maria to stand up, moved her back to one of the sofas and pushing her over the back of it, lifted her dresses and stuck my face into her pretty bald brown pussy."Yes lick my pussy!" groaned Maria as I tongue fucked her as best as I could.I ran my tongue up an down her moist wet lips, then pulled them back. One night, as she lay awake in bed, her eyes tracing the posters of beer advertisements and gracefully distasteful Playmates. The sheets reeked of body odor, beer and ancient semen. Darla swore she never knew why she stayed in that contemptible bed, but deep down, she knew the truth. The reason she fucked her possessive husband both for a quick thrill as well as her hopes for his renewed affection. However, both were illusions: the thrill of her and Jean Paul fiery beginning had quickly melted.