" Anne... I'm sorry," said Alex. "I was just trying to break the tension. Slide over and I promise I'll be good."Anne didn't respond but she moved ove... to allow him under the sheets. When Alex was settled they both stared at the ceiling, unsure of what to do next."I have some lubricant we can use," started Anne. "Are you... uh... still hard?" she whispered."Anne, I'm going to need at least some encouragement," said Alex. "Just follow my lead and I promise it will work out."Alex moved Anne's. As I slid in my wife was warm, wet and open. I pushed some his cum out as my wife let out a fanny fart. I noticed that Rich was taking a lot of photos as I fucked my wife and the weekends pent up frustration led to me unloading the largest amount of cum I could ever imagine, in the most intense orgasm ever. My wife shuddered groaned loudly and also had an orgasm. As I pulled out Rich was there, excitedly saying finally a photo of the cucks cum after a weekend of his wife fucking strangers. For. ‘I thought I did. Pilchards or tuna John? It’s just a salad lunch.’ ‘Oh, ah, pilchards please,’ he said as I waved him to a seat at the table. Sally came in with the plates and a bowl of salad and then followed up with a plate of bread and butter and a dish of pilchards and sat down with us. It was only after our meal and we were having coffee that I found out what she had had in mind the day before, and the reason for John coming round for lunch. ‘Carol told me about the new bed and what you. Life felt good. Could it be for real?And for how long?Well, she wasn't going to worry about it tonight. Why borrow trouble?She set the table complete with a small crystal vase with a red rose and white lace table cloth. She lit the 2 candles, too and shut off the lights.It looked very romantic and Rick had just walked into the room. He felt rested. He had on a tight white t shirt and his black leather pants that left nothing to the imagination. He was also wearing the heavy steel balled.