Eventually, my mind went into a hazy robotic state, andI just took it all, performing like a sex doll would, with no resistanceand emotions, save for ...hame and discomfort. Over, and over, and over.My jaw hurt, my knees were killing me, my back ached, my throat wassore, my dick was aching again, and I knew my wife was not doing anybetter... And still, throughout all this torture, I loved it! We loved it!My wife was constantly cumming, I felt her orgasmic spasms, heard herhorny moans, felt her. Audra nixed that idea after Camilla said something to her in rapid fire Spanish. Hector and Edward both shrugged and before I knew what was happening Camilla, Elise and Audra were pulling out frying pans and cooking breakfast.Hector took both Edward and I aside and apologized for Camilla's decision about breakfast. Neither Edward nor I understood what she had said to Audra so it really didn't bother me. Hector explained that Camilla was old school and wouldn't even let him near the kitchen at. ”Her tongue caressed by balls, and every now and again, she sucks on one or the other – gently at first, but harder and harder as she goes on. While I pinch her nipples and put on the clothespins, she uses her tongue to lick my asshole, sticks it in, puts her mouth on it and sucks, just a little.I rise, and give her another kiss. “If you think that I will be softer on you because of that, you’re sorely mistaken!” I shout, as I spit onto her nipple and run my fingers across it.Back at the foot. He then hunches his shoulders forward and in a classic striptease move lets his braces fall down from his shoulders to dangle by his hips over his corduroy trousers. Grabbing both sides of his check shirt he rips it apart to reveal his tea stained vest underneath and with a final flourish he hurls his flat cap on to a pile of hay. “What the heck are you doing Mick?” says Paddy. “Jeez Paddy, ye frightened the livin bejasus out of me”, says an obviously embarrassed Mick, “but me and the Missus.