I stayed there rooted as they made him cum twice more. Most of what they did was chew and bite him. There was a little sucking and licking but mostly ...sing their teeth. Each of the wives took turns letting him cum in their mouths, finally he hurriedly dressed, kissed the other two women on the cheek and said something I didn't hear, kissed his wife long then left. They got dressed. I left before they were done. I went back to our cabin and lay on the bed, thinking. I got angry for she had lied. I thrust in and out of his ass. When he came with me inside him it was the impetus for my own orgasm.Feeling his cock spasm, feeling the wetness of his cum hit my chest and drip down onto his... feeling it trickle onto my hand.. holding his slippery cock... rubbing his cum all over it... I reached my boiling point. I was thrusting harder into him as I reached my peak and he cried out.... this time in pleasure. "Yes! Cum inside me. Cum for me, Roger."I reached down and took the sweet cheeks of. I looked her up and down, “would be rude not too, and I was not perving as she was showing me her new attire!” I thought to myself. Kirsty looked at absolute picture, her lovely flowing brown hair, neatly tied to one side of her head with a nice sparkling clip. Her glowing red cheeks from the coldness outside, a lovely cheeky smile and her tongue peeping out from the side of her mouth. “Hmmmm was she teasing me, no, never, she is a good girl and my employee”. Looking further down her body, she. She looked away for a moment and then turned back to stare Bernie straight in the eyes."Tomorrow is a Sunday. You can come round to my place at around two in the afternoon. Make sure you have a good rest before that." She poured him a drink from the decantor. In an instance she has raised his status to that of a man, a drinking man, a fucking man. Secretly he squeezed his right hand into a fist. Yes, you did it, Bernie Boy. He gulped down his drink and made a hasty retreat, not wanting to.