Would you like tome tea? I've just made a pot. Was about to have my breakfast," and he poured them each a cup and one for himself. "Toast?" he asked."...No, thank you", they said as he bit into one.After hearing the entire story, he said "No, I haven't seen this girl you mention, but of course I don't get out too much anymore." he added, his tired but clear blue eyes looking straight at them. "I take care of the place and The Master... who's not here at the moment." and he took another sip of. He said “well, can I join you for this one”? His wife, sorry her name is Rebecca. But on with the story, Rebecca looked at Sebastian, snickered and grabbed him by his zipper region and led him to the bathroom. When they got in they shut the door and hung up their matching towels on the rack. He took off his shirt and then his pants followed by any other piece of clothing that got in his way. He lifted his wife’s shirt up over her head and noticed that she wasn’t wearing a bra; he smiled because. I could feel his cock each time it throbbed. Together we began to softly moan with pleasure. I sat upright to assist him in driving his cock as deep as it could go. He lifted me slightly off of him and began rhythmically pumping my ass. I could tell he was close to cumming by the look on his face and after the orgasm I had just moments earlier I was sure it couldn’t cum again. I placed my hands on his thighs just behind me leaning back so that my cock could stand tall. He looked at my cock and. “Oh, yes ! That’s so good… but not yet”.She lifted her head up again, her nipples like bullets dragging up my thighs. I stood up myself and Anita resumed her sucking, her head bobbing up and down on my stiffened cock. Under this sort of erotic attack I had had no defence and it didn’t take long for me to start feeling those exquisite twitches. I began to pull away, but to my surprise and an equal measure of delight and fear, she dug eight fingers and two thumbs into my buttocks. “Uh-uh, not.