She was still climaxing ridiculously strongly, I had grown very hard and very horny just from watching her struggle. I started thrusting as fast as I...could right away, I was already very close. For the first time in several minutes, moans began escaping her lips. The powerful orgasms had started to weaken just enough so she could talk again. Inside her pussy, my dick still felt her vaginal muscles tightening and releasing, juices started to rise within me, they continued to fall from her. . What happens in the Hamptons, stays in the Hamptons."We were now approaching her house. You could hear the waves crashing on the shore and breath the salt air as we drove down Gin Lane. There was a palpable sexual tension in the car."I've never cheated on my husband. Never. But since the baby was born, our sex life has disappeared. I know he's fooling around." Do you still love him?" Honestly? I don't really know anymore. It's like he's tired of me and me of him." Then there must be something. Ok so the woman is dying of cancer and her stay on earth wouldn't be long. But damn she should have discussed it with me first."As he sat there, in his favorite chair mulling over the circumstances, the Sheriff walked into the hunting camp's lounge with another guy Percy didn't know."Hi Perk, this is Bill Cooper. He's the guy who thinks his wife is cheating on him. He's the guy you agreed to help, "began the conversation."Hell I'm retired! "Thought Percy. "And I was in Homicide and don't know. I felt the wonderful, pearly spunk soaking my hair. I shuddered, trembling, pussy cream running down my thighs as his thick spunk dribbled over my forehead.“Damn, she's a little whore!” moaned a guy.Jizz splattered my left hip. It ran down my thigh, hot rivulets of amazing cum. It painting me. I needed more of that wonderful color sprayed across my body. I rose up, my breasts jiggling.“I need to be painted here!” I shouted, cupping my tits.I groaned as Peter stepped up before me. He fisted his.