We took a dinner break. They had Peter remain bare assedwhile we alldressed for dinner. Helen squirted Peter's cum out of herpussy onto hissalad for s...alad dressing, and Hank gave him a nice tallwine glass filledwith fresh piss to drink, as they didn't want their boydrunk for the dogfuck. Peter was instructed to maintain an erection all during dinner. For aboy his age, that is not difficult. Hank kept telling hisson how proud hewas of him, and what a good tight ass fuck he was. Peter'shair is. .?”“I always called Wendy a walking klutz because of her forever spilling or dropping something,” she said, looking around at everyone, and they laughed.“Let me then refresh your memories. 30th March 2001, Kelly and Wendy were watching Jake’s hockey playoff game against his friend Brad. The arena was as cold like it still is today. You and Wendy went to the concession stand during the first intermission to buy a coffee. Dan, Karen and I also went to the concession stand for a hot cup of coffee. My son had just made me very happy. I wondered if the girls or the moms had the same dream. The message seemed to be for me only. I went back to sleep and dreamed that I was fishing with my son.“Paul?” I was being gently shaken.“Huh?” I would have said words, but my voice was still asleep.“Lover, I need to talk to you.” It was my wife.“Hi Blossom. Is everything alright?”“I was going to ask you the same thing. You did not come to bed last night.”“I came home and the three of you were all cuddled. It was so arousing to hear my wife talking dirty to these strange men. The last man eagerly took his place between Susan’s legs. His cock was shorter but thicker than the other men’s had been. As he pressed forward I could hear her moan as it spread her lips apart. He didn’t move as fast as the previous man. He was taking his time. Susan moaned. “Now that’s how I like it.” I loved how she was talking dirty to these men. I watched him slowly slide his hard thick cock in and out of Susan for.