As her muscles clamped down ion my fingers and I could feel her climax almost upon her, I yanked out my fingers and slapped her pussy hard. She cried...out loudly and whined wordlessly, her orgasm ruined, the pain and emptiness leaving her teetering on the edge and starting to roll back unfulfilled.As she twisted in my grasp I unclipped my sporran, tossing it to the side and grasped my turgid cock, guiding it to her opening as I knee-walked up behind her. The head, slid up and down the fevered. I reached for it. Stopped. A wave of doubt swept over me. Guilt, maybe. Then something else. Something scary. Need, unfurling inside me. Taking over.Snatching the key, I pocketed it, grabbed my drink and headed back to my wife. .o0o.The room key was burning a hole in my pocket the entire time I was lounging poolside, not listening to my wife's inane chatter. I made noncommittal noises to keep up the pretence of paying attention, praying there wouldn't be a quiz after.I scoped the pool and. Any helpful observer would have told the pair of them to relaxThe whole first love making was a disaster Alex only knew in theory what was required thanks to such web sites as Xhamster and Lisa had been given the impression that she should lie back and think of England. Very unhelpful advise on the part of her mother particularly as she had clearly had sufficient sex life to give Lisa three younger siblings.What really didn’t helped was the thought of the honeymoon. Alex’s father had paid for. I, and only I will fuck her. No one else in this room. You are only spectators and maybe you will get to touch her body at some point of time. But nobody will get her pussy.”. Susan licked Khalid’s toes like an obedient bitch in appreciation. Khalid then asked the man to go back to his seat. By now everyone in the room was naked and I realized that all the men were Muslims – from their huge, circumcised cocks. Even Khalid had taken off his clothes and he was sitting like a king. Susan crawled.