Once the big car was eating up the miles in front of them, Mark set the cruise control. Sliding his arm around Vanessa, he held Amy’s hand as he pre...sed his leg against the bare thigh of his wife. Sighing, he thought that he could get used to traveling like this, as Vanessa settled in beside him and looked at her rings with a contented sigh of her own. Mark was just swinging the big car onto the driveway and noticed that something was wrong. None of the valets were ones he recognized, and the. I grabbed the package of wipes, offering them to Jill first as she had the biggest mess to deal with and then to Jennifer. Jennifer cleaned herself, then took a few more and gently cleaned my cock.We all went upstairs for a more thorough cleaning and rejoined back in the dungeon. They had dressed in shorts and shirts, from the bags they'd brought and I was back in my pants and shirt.“Oh, darn,” said Jennifer, “we should have recorded that.”“There will be more chances,” I said, besides, who. She moaned as his prehensile tongue curled itself around the little bud, the sensation beyond anything so far with this her son, he who had come from this very body, the moment frozen in her mind forever as that tongue wobbled the little nerve centre and she began to flood his lower jaw with her wetness, her body quivering with the fantastic sensation of her first climax of the night, her legs like jelly now her body supported by his strong hands under her seat, his thumbs pressing into each. I imagined they would be black guys wishing to fuck my sexy wife…I looked at Jeremy; he sat looking out at the blue water in the pool and without turning his head he said that his friends would just watch as he fucked my wife…The bastard added my sexy wife had the tightest white pussy he had fucked in a long time. Ana laughed and agreed with his comments.Jeremy’s friends were black guys as I supposed. They came in the afternoon and greeted Ana with kisses as they both ignored me.Ana took a dip.