Marsha was a name he didn't feel very comfortable calling her, instead of Mrs. G., but she told him that using her first name would remove the guilt o...f her husband's memory interfering with their union.She taught him well.First of all, she wasn't unsightly as far as sex goes. It may not be fair, but it's hard - scratch that - it's difficult to get sexually aroused by someone who can't compare to the bevy of high school T & A available across America.Marsha was twenty-nine, still firm in all the. Licking her lips and the tip of the man's cock, she eagerly glanced up to inspect his replacement's throbbing member. Glancing around the hotel room, her view of 5 or 6 men fondling their erections was quickly obscured by a familiar dick. This would be Tom's third go of it.Tom grinned as Jenna sucked down his erection and began to go to work on it. As sad as he might have been about the unusually lackluster blow-job, the sight of his pretty blonde wife slamming her torso back and forth between. They wanted me also to come till the bus depot and as they were moving out, they asked my maid to take good care of me. She nodded in response and mischievously winked at me. I kissed her in the air!Finally they got into the bus and the bus was pulling out of the depot. They waved me goodbye to which i reciprocated and once the bus was completely out of sight i started to my house where my Darling was eagerly waiting for me. As i reached my building i found that she was waiting for me outside. It slid inside easily though and I loved the way it made me feel. I moaned.I felt Nancy slip down and as she did the giant plug slid right inside my ass and locked in place. It felt amazing. Some pain but all good. Then I noticed Nancy sitting on the floor of the shower. As I looked she swivelled on her cute little bum and put her lips to my pussy. I gasped and felt her tongue swirl around my clit as her lips closed and sucked. Oh this was not going to take long at all, except that I had my.