With his middle finger now lubricated with his saliva, Timmy pressed it into Justin’s asshole until it began sliding deep into the searing hot, musc...e clamping, canal. Justin was whimpering and moaning as the finger in his ass kept on hitting that special button. Within a very short time, Justin cried out and his cock began pumping a tidal wave of creamy cum straight into Timmy’s milking hot mouth. Timmy grunted as each thick strand flew sharply, striking the roof of his mouth with the utmost. I told her she is going to work a little harder than that. I grabbed her hair and pulled her face to mine. I kissed her deeply on the lips as I held her tight to me. I called her names. I called her a fucking whore and a slut. I told her she was slutty bitch and that the cum over her face just proved it. She cleaned it up as I forced her to lie on the bed. I kissed down her body and ripped open her bustier. Exposing her huge tits, I sucked each of the nipples until it was hard. She moaned in. You've probably guessed I don't play golf, but can maybe understand the analogy I'm attempting.We managed another bout of rumpty pumpty, or 'cheating', as Gemma named our shagging episodes, a few days after the first, substandard session. It was marginally better, and I was looking forward to continuous improvement when we jetted off on a 10 p.m. flight from Heathrow to the Seychelles on the 23 December. We had a change of aircraft, and a 4 hour layover, at Abu Dhabi before flying onto Victoria. I began pulling his cock into my pussy, putting him inside of me. He fucked and fucked and fucked me. Finally, he began to go soft and pulling out, he told me that he couldn't do it anymore.Understanding, I sat up, and he put his pants back on before helping me out of his car."It was great. I came when you fingered me. Next time we will be much better," I said, kissing him and holding onto his crotch before we returned to the club. I walked up to my husband and invited him to danceWhile slow.