Their “Hello” had startled Emma who looked quickly towards the men. “It’s the pool guys, Emma” I said, “There are checking that pump, shou...dn’t be a minute or two. “Oh, ok,” Emma said and put her head back down.Roger, Frank and {/brad walked about the pool as we’d planned. Each wore short pants and tee’s that fit nice and showed off their frames a bit. When Emma appeared to have dismissed their presence they stealthy surround her as she lay knee height below them on the small cedar bench at. And that he had been tending bar ever since.He told my wife that he lived in a trailer outside of town. My wife (who has probably never even seen a trailer) thought that he was talking about a trailer that you pull behind car. She did not know about single wides and double wides. She started asking him questions about it and was REALLY surprised when he told her that it had a kitchen and a bedroom and a living room. He asked her if she wanted to see it after the bar closed and she agreed. . My wife, who I like to use in my stories goes by the fictitious name of Ashley. Both of us get a huge turn – on by creating these sex stories and using her as the heroine for the key – role. So lets get started with our first story!Day: WednesdayDate: 10/9/’08Time:00:06 AMAshley was sucking my cock hard. It was swollen only to 6 inches,and not to its full 9 inches, and I had not yet come in her face as I always like to do. She had started an hour ago and usually her blow jobs are so good I. With all the excitement I had also shot my load.Afterward, Mateo sat at our cast-iron garden set and ate his lunch. We had a swim later, and I gave him first use of my towel to dry himself off. With twenty minutes of the lunch break remaining I received another skull-fucking from him, once I had returned to the sunbed. This time Mateo shot his jizz all over my face. Once he had scooped all his sperm into my mouth I licked his paint-speckled hands clean.At teatime that afternoon the piss parade.