I made coffee as my peace offering for such a good fuck, when it suddenly dawned on my he was still fully dressed, even down to his shoes.As I carried... the coffee into him I realised the man he had brought back to the flat, was the man who had confidently stripped naked and slipped in behind me, penetrated me, and relieved himself, deep inside my pussy, encouraged with my dreamlike response, as any woman would, awakening to being fucked, and pushing back onto his cock and feeling his warm semen. ..that's it! Oh shit yes, .........fuck me harder.......bust my pussy open....give me all that cock!" It wasn't long before I heard my wife scream out in total pleasure. "Oh my god.....yes.......yes........ I'm cumming on your big cock!....Oh yes....I love the way your big cock is fucking me!"Mr. Watson did not stop fucking my wife, even though eventually her orgasm died down a little. He kept right on working his big cock deep in her pussy and slamming his cock in and out of my wife and she. I slipped the finger in a little further, just past the first knuckle, and with the other hand started stroking his cock. My own cock was rising, and as it did so the tip bumped against the soapy cleft of his buttocks. Matt pushed backwards, and my cock slid up and between them. My hand was now in an awkward position, so I withdrew it from between his legs and reached around front, without releasing the other hand from his cock. I put the free hand on his balls, and with my cock now pressed. Sure, there would also be some people at those places, but still, a lot less than at the center of the city.With this settled in her mind, she tried to figure out what they could be doing this evening. The first thing she came up with, was that they were maybe going to the mini-golf court. Now and then, she went there with her other friends, and it was always a lot of fun. And another advantage of going there, would be that there wouldn't be too many people around.However, then she thought.