Then I read the gay stories or fucking my mom stories. To each his own but they weren't my cup of tea.Wife swapping - not my bag either; cheating wive... - I don't like wimps. Shoot the mother fucker if he's messing with your wife; that's my motto.Thinking about masturbation, I have to tell you that I've been doing it for many, many years. It was a good sexual release since I didn't want to cheat on Carol. After the last affair, I needed to do something for release since Carol and I didn't do it. Alex gave a violent thrust and I realised that he'd only shoved up 3 or 4 inches before but he was now completely in. I had seven inches of young meat up my ass and it felt so hot! My ass was a perfect fit for his hard cock! Alex started fucking with firm, long strokes. Sometimes I thought he was going to pull out completely, before he'd thrust his bone up my shaft again. I started moving backwards and forwards trying to extract the maximum pleasure from his cock against my prostate. The. I knew what I liked. I just couldn't start. He just stared at me as he waited for my signal. Finally I stripped naked in front of him and smiled back.Randy stripped. His big cock stuck straight out from his waist. Mine always felt small next to his, but that wasn't important anymore. I put my hand on his throbbing cock. Then I loosely slid my hand over it as it pulsed and grew. I thought about how it felt in my mouth less than an hour ago. What I really wanted to do was to ride it again. My ass. I sampled a handful of boob from each of the sisters to find them heavy and round and pliable, just as I liked. The women seemed incredulous that I would fondle them like that but neither of them complained nor made any attempt to deter me.I leaned toward Lola and she leaned toward me. Our lips met and opened at the same time, letting our tongues explore the other's mouth. I was squeezing the asses and pressing tits of both women into my chest, my hands pulling them toward me. For a full.