" They've filled up again," Adam insisted. "Our lust for each other has gorged us with testosterone and our bollocks are churning out juice by the bu...ketful!" Oh my God," Stephen laughed. "We'll flood the hotel out!" I'll show that they're amply restocked," I said, now turning to sketch Stephen's pucker. "I'm not quite sure how to show that your bums are dribbling, though... do they actually leak the semen you've got up there? Surely they don't!"The two men looked at each other and their. I looked up, my eyes briefly meeting Kevin’s just for a moment. I opened my mouth to speak. He placed a finger over my lips and whispered “Now is not the time for words. Can I see what your decision is?”With trembling fingers I took off my robe. If the lights had been on Kevin would have seen how badly I was blushing at that moment. I felt so embarrassed. I was practically naked in a room with a man who was not yet my husband. I never felt so out of place and inexperienced. Kevin. We had our two girls and were a happy family so why in the name of all the Saints would a man want his wife and the mother of his children, to jump into bed with someone else?Of course, having had only my husband as a lover in all my forty-four years, I wasn’t in a position to know what sex with other men was like but if it was anything like last night’s bog-standard penetration, clumsy thrusting and rapid, messy, missionary position ejaculation, I wasn’t interested in finding out.When we were. I loved the way his skin looked against mine; I liked how my paleness was illuminated by his darkness, especially in the brightness of day."Let me speak French between your legs," he whispered in my ear.He ripped my delicate little panties down my legs and slipped his fingers into my lust-drenched pussy just to take them out again and lick them clean.Lavon laid me down on the silky bed sheets and inched closer to my smooth pink pussy. The heat of his lust-filled breath against my skin made me.