My wife was begging me to fuck her. I asked her if she would like an old BBC to fuck her. She said yes. The more she said says to remarks about a B...C, the more I increased the sucking of her pussy. I sooooo want her to have an old BBC inside her. As my wife started to cum, I stood up and spread her legs wide and shoved my white cock into her pussy. It felt so tight and hot. I asked what she would like an old BBC to do to her now. I was making my wife lose control and I was enjoying this. She was looking forward to more at the hotel. She was horny for Carol She remembered what a great fuck he was. And she remembered fucking both of them, Ted and Carol….together. On that thought, she squeezed her clit between her thumb and index fingers and had another quick jolt of a cum just as Lyn’s kiss flashed back through her mind. Ted held her head as he fucked Lyn s mouth. His right hand sawed three fingers in and out between her labia. Her legs were splayed out, blanket now gone, and her. “I’m so sorry, I got really drunk and it just came out. I know you said it was to stay between us, but I couldn’t help it. Only Jackson here knows, please don’t be mad,” came Josh’s voice from behind me. “Josh! We helped you out of your little dare hole and you do this?” I frowned at him. “Why do you need a teacher, Jackson? What do you need to learn?” Callum had a puzzled look on his face. “The same as Josh did. Method and control,” he looked embarrassed. “All the guys presume I've had tons. This scares her as well because she wants to feel that way again, to forget about thinking and just get lost in the sex. Too many times with others she finds herself feeling like a performer putting on an act, knowing that each time has to be better than the last, knowing that she will be judged on how well she can play the role, or worse she finds herself bored, using her skill to get it over with as quickly as possible so she can leave, and leave them wanting more. With him she doesn’t think,.