She said, "I bet that Ken is waiting outside in the Hugger and there are fresh towels by the backdoor of your house." You'd be right," answered Willia... hugging her a little harder. He added, "There are always fresh towels by the backdoor of the house now that the weather is good." That still doesn't explain why Ken is here," Lucy said."True, but he doesn't have to take us to my house."They walked along in comfortable silence. William was thinking how nice the past year had been. Having Lucy in. She said she could take care of it, including my obvious interest in seeing my wife in yet another fantasy brought to reality. She sounded perfect. I just had to raise the issue at the right time. I needed my wife well and truly turned on before bracing the subject.Laying the ground work I got her one the bed one night and while engaged in foreplay I apologised for not being hung like those guys in the videos. “Don’t be silly honey. I enjoy your cock” she said. “Still” I said “I bet you. Joan withdrew, and entered again, this time all the way. Clay gasped with the shock. And as Joan pulled out again, he pushed up to meet her next stroke. Joan grinned - she'd always known fucking someone like this would be great. She drew it out for as long as she could, driving into Clay softly then hard, then slowing down again when she got too close to climax. She especially enjoyed watching Clay's titties bounce as she pounded into him. Clay had begun giving the little gasping sobs that she. Ned closed his eyes and awaited the finale which came forth with his roar of orgasmic pleasure. Willow stopped bobbing and accepted his creamy, salty gift. As calm returned she swallowed and licked his groin clean of any overflow. Somewhat satisfied with the cleanup but knowing she could do better, she got out of bed and entered the bathroom, stooping to start the bath water in the tub. She stood in the doorway, shimmying her boobs as an invitation. Ned slid and wobbled to the bathroom, where.