I put myself to work and within just a few hours when she woke up; I had it looking almost like brand new again. After greeting her with a quick hug a...d kiss I sent her upstairs to take a shower. After, finishing up the dishes I met her at the bathroom door. Her hair was wrapped in a towel and she wore a pink fuzzy bath robe. Her skin smelt like fresh cut flowers and there was a hint of brilliance back in her eyes.I took her by the hand and led her to her bedroom. As we stood by her bed she. There were no cries of seagulls feeling lonely or squabbling over scraps, no raven's croaks, in fact, the only sound was the susurration of the wind against sand. The dry, powdery, hot sand.John noticed that instead of the moist smells of the ocean, the smell was a flinty, ozone scent, and the air was very dry. Almost at the same time as he thought that, he realized that he was thirsty. With a groan, John managed to sit up, and began to force himself to open his eyes, which he noticed were. “Very true, Lisa. Any suggestions?”Lisa and Dakota took an arm and led him from the foyer towards the stairs. “First, you need to clean up and change,” said Dakota. “Lisa’s right. Teresa is expecting fireworks, and you need to provide them. Not to put any pressure on you, Jack, but you need to bring your A-game tonight!”Jack laughed, “No, no pressure there!”“And make sure to thank Sharley and Dakota. While we were at the office, they’ve been here cleaning and cooking,” added Lisa.“Of course.”. “Oh my god! I’m cumming so fucking hard on your big black cock,” I screamed, as he throbbed deep inside my soaked pussy. “I love the way it feels, making your white pussy cum on my dick,” John grunted, thrusting his dick into me faster and harder with every stroke still pinning my face to the bed. “What the fuck is going on in here?” my husband shouted, as he pushed open the bedroom door to find John on top of me pumping his big black dick into my pussy. “I’m cumming so fucking hard,” I.