And one that she didn’t have to mask or restrain.Her other hand tugged her tunic open, twisting and teasing her nipples to firmness, then sliding do...n and around to clutch her undulating ass as it flexed toward the aggressive plunge of her fingers. Whether by accident or in response to a subconscious yearning, one fingertip stealthily approached her rear opening, and at the first brief contact with the tight ring her body shuddered in orgasm. She rode through it with fierce determination,. Ben hoped desperately that her pause meant she would go ahead and let him come between those magnificent breasts. But, then, she continued, “It’s too bad that’s not possible.” Ben suffered his crushing disappointment in silence. Hayley continued, “When my boyfriend ejaculates, he likes for me to spread his semen around on my breasts with his penis, like this.” She grasped Ben’s iron-hard cock with one hand and rubbed its precum-slicked head around her breasts a minute or two, before thrusting. A man who I just met an hour ago, Taylor, middle aged but with a golfer’s tan, in decent shape, is standing behind her, steadily fucking her. To my right, a little up the way on the lengthwise side of the pool is Dutch. He too is on a lounger, lying on his back and the woman Taylor brought—a stunning redhead named Mitzi—is riding his dick. As for me, I sit here while Dutch’s contribution to this little fuck party, his wife Sally, who I haven’t seen for over a month, and who I haven’t fucked. She got together with him on account of his dick. Apparently, the guy was hung like a regular horse. And he had money. The Roth family lived under a cloud of recriminations, always short of all-out violence. He never laid a hand on her. I think she would've killed him. She was an animal in bed, and out of it, too. Instead, he insulted her. He cussed her out in front of the kids, whenever he spoke to her: bitch, slut, whore, cunt. She was all of these, but he didn't have to get the kids.