We bought a king size bed so we would have more room for romping. Carol would sometimes use a vibrator and small dildo to make herself come. When she ...id that John and I would knell over her naked body and stroke our cocks or sometimes each others cock. We would come all over Carol and each other. We kept towels to clean her up or sometimes we would lick the cum off each of us. We were always coming on one another and we would be loud and in a frenzy. Sometimes John and I would lick her cunt. Because of f****y commitments, work and time constraints we did’nt get together, apart from the odd fumble when I took her home, for nearly a month, but the wait was worth it. My wife had planned to visit her friend on the Saturday before Easter and as the dutiful husband I dropped her and the f****y off. I had planned to do some overtime at work but when I arrived a component of the project I was working on had’nt arrived so I went home. I called by Joan’s house and found her washing up in. When she is at home she prefers to be in a dressing robe and normally wears her lingerie inside. Outsides she is clad in sari. I like to see her in sari for a simple reason that sari brings out her figure more and in addition looks more juicy than any other dress. The collection of her low cut blouse with string backs is toxic. When she is clad in a sari with a low cut blouse she looks immortal. The naval button on her almost flat tummy looks great. She wears her sari just below her naval. My fantasy started out with me meeting a goodlooking stranger and taking a stroll in the moonlight along the shoreline, just at the edge of the waters. The water is a dark blue with the reflection of a full moon beaming down upon it. We came across a little cove that had a firepit, and no one around. We decided to have a campfire and sit and watch the fire in front of the waterfront and full moon. As we chatted, we got more relaxed, but still a little tense. I decided to rub his shoulders a.