This went on for a few minutes and each deposited a load down my wife's throat. Each guy exclaiming that was the best blow jobs they ever had.By then...Rick was ready to go at her again telling her to get over to him and suck cock. She crawled over and started to devour his cock I had never seen her act that was before. She was able to get Rick hard without tongue licking his ass. Rick said "You must be a good cock sucker because that has never happened before. My wife clearly out of breathe. Trick question. Obscure too.”Froggy, “What was it?”The memory still stings, “A Saint’s name associated with a type of hay.”Froggy, “Timothy.”“How in the world did you know that?”“Everyone does.”I folded my arms, above the petty fray.Froggy said, “Irish?”Trish grinned and put on her Irish brogue, “Sure. Examine the evidence, boys. Jesus lived with his parents until he was twenty-nine. Last night of his life, he went out drinking with the lads. He thought his mother was a virgin. And she, mother. Sam looked at him sharply. "What do you mean?" he demanded – as a sense of panic set in.Keith laughed. "You'll see!" he told him. "Just remember to be polite and don't fight it," Keith advised sagely. He nodded his head as he studied Sam. "Yes ... they'll have fun with you!" Is that all of them?" Sam asked looking back at the still chattering and giggling women, he noticed with some alarm that they kept looking in his direction. Eyes twinkled merrily, as they nudged each other, and whispered. Just an incredibly tight canal spreading around my penis to accommodate. An insanely amazing feeling, smooth, fluid penetration. And then I was all the way inside her. Sunk to the very base of my shaft, the tip of my invasion pressing snuggly into the capping wall I forced up an extra two inches. Our two pubic hairs were meshed together, pressed tightly between our flaring bodies. My pubic hair was touching hers. Ashley’s vaginal pubic hair was breathing my own organ’s in. Because I was.