Shamar, standing at the foot of the low pallet, let Her robes fall to the floor. He gasped at Her nakedness. Her beautiful skin, wide womanly hips and...full sensuous breasts were amazing. He knew now why She was the Most Revered Woman, and his cock oozed with his excitement. Within seconds She was straddling him and he was in Her Sacred Tunnel, exploding. He groaned and Shamar, looking down into his eyes, actually smiled. He felt shame that he had not lasted. How could he be the Consort? Would. Stop your whining and get ready to do it or get your ass out of here." My wife Bess gave me a nasty look, but then she turned and went upstairs to get ready for the evening.My marriage to Bess was pretty much a sham, but it hadn't always been that way. For almost ten years it had been what I would have called a model marriage and indeed people had pointed at us and said, "That's what a marriage should be like." Not anymore! Six months ago the wheels had come off and the marriage had cratered.. Marie almost lost count of the number of men who had cum on her hair, but it seemed to her that there had been at least 12.When the last man had finished and sprayed his cum on her matted hair, Marie hear Brad speak again.“I’m going to untie the cord from your legs, but I don’t want you to try to get up. OK?” Brad said.Marie nodded and tried to speak but she couldn’t.Marie felt the cords being loosened and her legs were free. Her hands were also free to lift up, and slowly and hesitantly Marie. I pull back a little and just take your lower lip between my teeth and suck on it hard, making it swell some from my attention.And we pump and pump each other. You even drain the tub and add more hot water at one point to keep us cozy as we do. I cum twice already, arching and moaning loudly. Your fingers find my clit and are rubbing and buffing it as we rock together. Finally, you tell me that you can’t hold back much longer. I kiss you again deeply as I cling to your cock and you explode.