She raised herself until her ample breasts were swinging free of the bench, bouncing with each thrust. "God, YESSSS, I LOVE getting fucked by a big co...k" she screamed. Usually I cum once and then go to sleep but incredibly I was springing back to life for a third time. Steve thrust into my wife and smirked as he watched a male hand encircle my dicklette and begin to stroke it once again. As I watched, the latin wife spread her legs before Cynthia and proffered her dripping, cum filled pussy. No. "You are probably at the next big bend, into the transverse colon," Cindy said. "We've done enough for our first attempt."With that her right hand reached for her crotch. She starting rubbing her clitoris, slowly then faster. With her left hand she reached for the handle on the end of the snake and started gently pumping in and out of me.I lay back, my cock newly hard, and started jerking as well. The combination of feelings was overwhelming, if slightly distracting. I came shortly after Cindy,. .." No, no. The analogy is way off base. I don't have a hand, period — much less a third hand, but it's almost like I can touch something. Like I need to touch something. Crap, I don't know. I said it was odd, didn't I? I can't explain it ... Let's roll. I'm tired of looking at that cotton picker."Fred dropped his feet off the dash. "Saddle up, ladies. Let's get out of here."Jessica and Audrey returned to their seats to buckle up while Fred slipped his shoes back on. As Carla fastened her seat. With the gorgeous breasts. The merest hint of a tiny belly and thinning grey pubic hair. She landed sitting on my thigh, me holding her with both hands round her ass and slowly she slid down my leg to make contact with me. I leant forward and kissed her on the mouth, firmly. Then leant back to take in her lovely shape, so well hidden by her normal clothes when she was dressed. She, the soap long since left to its own devices, had both hands on my shoulders. That changed when she glanced down.