Despite my feelings things were not as normal as I would have hoped for. The third Sunday I was home I was in our bedroom getting dressed while my wif...e was down the hallway getting ready to take a shower. We were going to go out for lunch and spend a relaxing day together. As I buttoned up my shirt I heard a buzzing sound coming from the night table. Looking over I saw my wife's cell phone open and shaking letting her know she just got a text message. I found that strange to begin with since. Mister Terry, like Mister Mire. Powerful, and buried in responsibilities. Halfway there.Jack nodded, and continued walking to the elevators of the grand lobby. Each step heavy, and slow, dragging through mud and all the cold sludge of inevitability. As the guards resumed their work, each clop of his fancy shoes echoed, and each earned a small wince. Fiona was fidgeting and bouncing behind him, glancing around and taking in the sights as best she could despite walking into the den of. " I couldn't remember her ever being so deep inside me, and Iloved every single sweaty, grunting thrust which threatened to rip meapart. My senses were overwhelmed with a whirling kaleidoscope of lightand sound, pain and pleasure, sex and lust combining to give me a highwhich no drug would ever achieve. To add to it all, Alex grabbed hold ofmy cock and pumped it with her fist. I was as hard as granite and itwouldn't take long for me to cum. Alex was panting with the exertion asI felt her. You should have seen your face when I stood up in front of you, not realizing I was topless. I watched as you scrambled out of the pool and ran inside holding a towel in front of you. You didn't come back out for over an hour." Nervously I laughed and said "Yeah that was an afternoon I'll never forget and so is this one. I ran to the bathroom and jerked off shooting a big wad in no time, but my cock just kept throbbing hard. I kept stroking and thinking about your gorgeous tits for 15 minutes.