“I said on your hands and knees, Bitch! Or I’ll hit him again.”The dark blue that formed on my husband’s thigh terrified me into obedience. I�...�d never seen a bruise happen so quickly. I scrambled to my hands and knees, facing Terry’s fat. His cock jutted a few inches out from it. It wasn’t very hard.“Just seeing your fag husband is making my dick soft. Show him how men are suppose to be pleasured, by a woman!”I cast a sorrowful glance at Donald. He frowned, but his eyes held a glaze that reduced. As our eyes locked she suddenly looked very young and vulnerable. Without a word she spun around and ran back towards the camp. I pulled on my new shorts and fastened them. I stood thinking that I had seen the frank appraisal of a grown woman in her initial glaze. My adult world was far removed from modern teenagers and I had no basis of rapport with her generation. I shook my head and told myself I had been mistaken. When I walked back to the camp Jennifer gave me a quick glance then continued. .” I stammered, “I thought that you and Jo were an item.” “Yes, we are,” she said, “but we don’t mind a good bit of meat now and again, and from the feel of this," rubbing her thumb over the tip of my cock, "this bit of meat looks pretty tasty.” So saying she bent down and took the head of my cock into her mouth. Jo came round and pushed me back, then straddled me, her shaven pussy inches from my face. I raised my hands and clasped her bum, feeling her slim, tight and muscular cheeks, and. All I could think is wow both of them sucking, wanking and massaging my balls it was like a competition to get me off. Both tonguing the ridges and the mushroom head like it was going out of fashion.I pulled back and demanded Lady P show me her arse. She of course complied. It was perfectly rounded and she was shaven except some blond curls at the top.IS carried on sucking me hard rimming my shaft for all it was worth. She had done something I never felt before as she gripped her lips over the.