I swear it was like 5 big spoons of cum; sweet and a little musky. It was too much, so ironically some fell on the car mattress. I drank the other hal.... Seeing me do this he asked to lick it off the floor; I wanted this. I started licking it off the floor. Slimy and sticky it was just amazing. I licked and ate the cum and some which were left on the car seat was fed to me by my beast through his fingers. I licked his fingers off.We cuddled for 10-15 minutes with some kisses and it was the time. It was neither warm nor cold. It was...comfortable. The current gently caressed my naked flesh, almost playing with my form, as I swam across the river. I tried to remember the crawl stroke from childhood swim classes, my legs kicking. I moved across the river, coming closer and closer to the shore. The world grew brighter and brighter.I entered daylight, leaving night behind.My arms stroked out before me and brushed the rocky bank of the river. I blinked, realizing I was across. My legs felt. "There it is," he said. The thing was the size of a large pearl, and it was colored dark. A narrow strand of braided muscle made up the rubbery entrance. It tapered smooth. "Get set," he said, pulling a bit at the sphincter with his finger. "Oh, God," she moaned, like a virgin. "I don't know if we should after all, darling. I don't know…" "It's too late for that," said Charley. He pushed the mushroom, head of his meat into the entrance. "Uuumph," Susan grunted. "Is it in?" "It's starting,". Her best feature is undoubtedly her 34E breasts. A spectacular set of tits that I cannot get enough of even after fifteen years together. They have maintained their shape superbly, even after breastfeeding.With me being older, not as objectively attractive and definitely punching above my weight, I’d developed something of a cuckold kink.I used to get jealous about the attention Asha got. Then I got used to it. Then, as I reached forty, I started to enjoy it.This led to our first experience of.