My wife still sucks my cock, still gets kinky when drunk and the only constant no-no is anal sex (one time during a drunk lust-fest during our wild co...urtship didn't go well). I love eating her pussy, hearing her talk dirty and feeling her squirt all over my lips, tongue and face. Like I said, I'm happy married. Yet... Yet, I can't stop sucking cock. Sucking cock is an addiction like smoking, watching porn or taking morphine. I want to quit cold turkey. In fact, I HAVE quit cold turkey many. “Yes” Says Barry. “Are you ready?” my two lovely boys ask me. I take a few more breaths and a few seconds later they are inside me again, my lungs full of oxygen once more. I dig my nails into Barry’s thighs and he just grunts and slams inside me. My whole body rocks as I gag and vibrates to the administrations of a very angry Jack. As my throat clutches and wobbles around Barry length I hear him groan and clench. Jack does likewise but carries on pounding. Both of them are pounding each end of. Juices not from the shower were flooding his hand. She turned around and pressed her tits on his stomach and rapped her arms around him. He held on to her with one arm and started fingering her with the other. She slightly moaned encouraging him to go deeper and faster. She grabbed his cock and started stroking, first slowly then faster then harder. They both stopped a minute to catch there breath. Then she got down on her knees and started to lick the underside of his head. His dick twitched. "Well, someone will come by and we'll hitch a ride from them. Until then, we'll just have to sit here and wait honey. I'm sorry." That's okay Scott. I'll grab my pad and do some sketching. I really like the way it looks out here."Scott laughs as Kari runs to the trunk of the car and sorts through their luggage.Looking up and down the road, Scott sighs at the non-existent traffic. Gazing back to the marsh, he eyes the driftwood laying on the banks of the canals."Kari, over there! That's a gator..