Even so, Mike and I got along famously. We even stopped by the local pub a few times and hoisted a glass or two after a workout. I used to kid him in ...he locker room when we showered about his physical size. I named him ‘big man’ because his dick was almost eight inches long – soft! He always laughed and told me that I could make fun all I wanted, but the ladies he went out with were always more than impressed. Anyway, one night in the pub we’d had a little more than normal. Somehow the talk. After arriving back at their campsite, they make love again, wife with Archie, wife then tells Archie she thinks she'll be ovulating any time, so would like him to fist her, massage her cervix so her cervix will pull Archie's sperm up into her uterus and fallopian tubes. With a full load of Archie's sperm in her, my wife asks him to pull out and fist her. Archie has a massive hand. Wife wiggles, twists, Archie changes his hand's position, finally his hand slides inside wife's vagina. Jim's hand. Half an hour later, Roger stumbled into our room, reeking of cigar smoke, crawled over on top of me and planted a rum, nicotine and taco soaked tongue into my mouth. He kissed me roughly, much like Jack did, shoved my nightgown up, much like Jack did whipped off his clothes and fucked me hard, just like Jack did!!! If I wasn't sore after the first four hard fucks of the evening, I certainly was after the last. I prayed that he'd be quick, but he was drunk and after fifteen minutes more of. I lapped up and down with long strokes tasting her and then stuck my tongue out as far as I could and sank it into her body. I circled my tongue and worked back and forth making loud slurps and wet smacking noises as she writhed in pleasure under my attention. I felt her pussy twitch. I withdrew my tongue and lapped at her clitoris with quick, short strokes. Anna moved so much that I had to press down on her hips to hold her steady enough to continue licking and eating her. The thighs clenched.