She pushed her hips forward and slid down that dick nice and slow, before turning herself to the side, still riding slowly and looking slightly over h...r shoulder to watch my face as she totally broke me off with that tight pussy. I told her I would fuck her every day if I could. She said she wanted that (later i learned just how literal she was being). Her body looked amazing from that angle. Not sure how long she rode me like that but it wasn't that long before she was getting a second. I looked up apprehensively as I hadn't ever explored getting pissed on myself. But I was on the toilet and he was clearly about to piss. I was sitting there on the toilet, my heart beating rapidly in anticipation of his piss. He started to slowly stroke his cock as to get it going. I then realized that my top was about to get all wet so I quickly pulled it off over my head and struggled to unhook my bra. I finally got it off and threw it across the bathroom. I was right in time as he then. And so have Henri and the others. I remember one time walking in on Henri with a poolboy, who must have been nineteen or so, and simply sucking the young man’s dick while he sucked my husband’s. That was delicious, as was taking his fine Cambodian cock inside my cunt while Henri buggered him to the tune of George Michael’s ‘Freedom 90’ ... very fitting, if you ask me. It’s a pity in a way that I wasn’t fertile, because I would have loved popping out an Asian son or daughter.“Whatever the case,. My hand moving faster and faster, knowing I will shoot my hot creamy load into your mouth soon. I hold your head against my cock, and pumping it hard with the other. My load explodes into your waiting mouth, you suck, every drop out, licking me clean. I then tell you to lay down again, and I spread your legs, and take the cucumber sliding it slowly into your wet pussy. I soon am fucking your pussy deep and hard with the cucumber, playing with your clit and watching you shake and quiver.