"What do you want?" he whimpered. "Shut it," I pushed him stumbling into his living room. "Don't hurt him," his good wife screamed and she when she came to his aid. We had chosen this house with care for it far away off the main track to be isolated. The young couple who lived there weren't rich but they wasn't poor either. We had just walked up to the front door and knocked.
For fans of my first wife's adventures, I've been searching through thousands of holiday pictures hoping to find something; well at last I have. The picture itself is nothing, just J on a small motorbike, but look at what she's wearing. A pair of white shorts and a low cut top without a bra, not your perfect riding outfit but perfect for her.
Slowly Peggy starts to take his cock into her mouth, sucking him deep as she can with that monster. Jim is being gentle with her I can tell, and is not forcing it. Still she is trying to get it all into her mouth, and soon I can see she has somehow managed to get that monster all the way down her throat. By then Peggy is sucking his cock like a starved puppy dog.
A true story from the eighties when as a swinging couple we encountered a couple whose husband loved watching his wife being fucked and then delighted in eating her cream pies.
Our hero has another encounter--more kinky than the last--with the horny MILF for whom he babysits. This is the kind of "formal dinner" that you remember all your life, with the tastiest course being Roberta!