She pulled me close and planted a big kiss on my lips as she fumbled with the zipper on my pants. I hadn’t seen my wife like this in many years. I w...nted her so bad. It took all of my strength to pull myself away from her. I took a step back and told her to wait, I still had another letter for her and planed surprises for her I’m sure she would love. She said forget the letter and surprises! Just fuck me now! Once again it was my turn to be surprised. She must be insanely horny my wife never. “See?” you say, smiling. “That wasn’t so hard, was it?” You stare down at me, waiting for an answer.“No,” I whisper as I lean in to bring my face closer till I feel your body heat radiating against my cheek. I keep stroking you as I run my lips and my tongue along the length of your shaft, all the way up to the tip and then back down to take your balls, one at a time, into my mouth.Within just a few seconds of tasting you, I am consumed by lust and desire. I rub your hardness all over my face. Now I started to fuck her in the doggy style. Then I turned her again and pulled her to the edge of the bed. I lifted both her legs over my shoulders, grabbed her hands by the wrists and started humping.I fucked her in many positions. I knew I’d last long as I had jerked off just an hour ago. I kept taking her till climax but wouldn’t let her orgasm. She was infuriated but couldn’t do anything. After some time I turned her and again fucked in the doggy style.This time I did it roughly. I pulled. The sight of two women tasting the salt of Cyrene’s heat made Mark’s cock pulse. A man joined them, wrapping his teeth and lips around her clit while the women slurped around him. Everywhere there were hands touching, mouths tasting, and above it all were the screams of Cyrene’s orgasms slamming into her body, one after another. It was an orgy worthy of the Greek god, Dionysus; master of wine and sexual escapades that defied even Mark’s exceptionally experienced mind. But this orgy was nothing.