That evening, wearing one of my two piece suits and a beach shirt overtop covering myself, I went back over to visit Tucker. I was really in a mood t... play the tease. Sitting there already with a drink in his hand he had on his swimming trunks which were already wet. ‘Couldn’t resist’, he said. ‘Had to test the water and chase away the sharks’. The sun was just setting leaving behind a very warm and relaxing night air. Tucker had already lit two patio torches to provide some dim lighting. His frightened patients measured the passage of their time by in the sanatorium by the regular daily attentions to their genitals and bottoms. The routines at St Saviour’s had a lot to thank Dr Croft for as Miss Bolton and her assistants became more experienced at giving hot oil clysters by inserting the nozzle of the brass syringe deep into the child’s anus and then expelling the contents in one continuous action until all the oil had passed deep into their colon’s. Mushroom bungs were then. In no time, he slammed into Eileen, filling her with spurt after spurt of his seed. I continued to nibble on Eileen’s clit, and her hips kept rocking as I did so. Byron’s cock eventually slipped out of her pussy, and his cum began to drip out and into my mouth. I wasn’t sure how I would feel about this, but I was so turned on, and so enjoying pleasing my wife that I lapped up every drop with abandon. Soon after, Eileen had an intense orgasm, and collapsed on the bed. After their orgasms, both. .everything. When the cum stopped pumping, she took my cock in her mouth and started sucking... within seconds I felt another surge - ANOTHER ORGASM! I grunted and she took my cock out her mouth and let me shoot another seemingly never ending load all over her face and tits (and everywhere else!) At this point I was, well, I dont know. I was in disbelief. Amazed at all the cum (it genuinly looks like pints of the stuff) amazed and her making me shoot another second load, still in this hyper.