She was about to cum.“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Make me cum Tammy.” Sara shook pulling my wife’s face into her pussy like she had done me with I ate her... Tammy crawled up her body kissing her on the lips. I wasn’t sure what was sexier, Tammy eating Sara’s pussy or the two of them kissing.I climbed onto the bed, “Wow, that was incredible. Is there room for another?”They both jumped, “Oh shit, sorry we started without you,” my wife said. “Do you mind?”“Mind, that was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Do. It seems there is something wrong with this book and it makes me angry that I can’t understund what it is.It looks like an old spell book on the outside, how the hell did I forgot that book. It’s just beoind strange. I mean I no longer have the memory I had when younger when I could could remenber details of casual conversations from years before but still, I don’t usually forget anything that interest me. Much less that a book even exists in a just a few hours. How cool would it be if it was. She left the room and I went back to reading the paper. A couple of days later and my recovery was coming along well - although I still had a broken leg to all intents and purposes - I had a metal plate and screws in the leg after the surgery and was wearing a sports brace. I couldn't stand on the leg but it was to pretty much immobelised and I was getting about on crutches. It was about half an hour after dinner and I was in bed without the sports brace when in walked an auxiliary to take my. The bedroom was the best feature, a king-size bed with lighting underneath for atmosphere, Egyptian cotton sheets, lots of pillows, dramatic lighting everything to make it a little piece of heaven. I went into the kitchen whilst John unpacked, making him a cup of tea with sugar to help the jet lag and took it into the bedroom. Without thinking I walked straight in without knocking and he was standing naked. I looked at him with my mouth open before spinning round quicker than ever. Oh my god!.