As I watched the same wife who hadn’t given me oral sex since our first c***d was born, sucking a man’s cock like a whore possessed, I couldn’t ...help but feel a tinge of jealousy. After a minute or two, Kirk pulled away and climbed onto the table, turning Karen over onto her hand and knees, then moving behind her where he slowly pressed the bulbous head of his penis into that familiar place I knew so well. Karen let out a gasp as he worked it into her.My thoughts at that point were so surreal:. It didn’t take him long to finish it off. Before leaving to tend to getting Mr. Fuller’s body back up the precipice, Ben paused and had a second cup of coffee. Over it he broached another topic with the woman.“Not to be to forward ma’am,” Ben stated as he handed over his empty dishes to the woman, “but since we’re going to be acquainted for a little bit, I’d prefer you’d call me Ben. Like I say, my friends call me that and being called Marshal or Mister at this point in our acquaintance seems. What we did do a lot of, though, was have sex. None of us started the summer as virgins, but none of us was extremely experienced either. Over the course of the summer all of us had gotten laid at least three times on Friday nights and three times on Saturday nights. That sexual familiarity led us to plan for our after party to be an orgy.We arrived at the house and Tim’s mom and dad welcomed us. They showed us where the food was and showed us the beer cooler and the two soda coolers. Like I. His eyes, too, were fixed on the junction of Stella's shapely thighs and I felt a flutter of apprehension as his tongue ran over his lips, wetting them slowly.To break his concentration, I handed the bottle back to him. Without shifting his gaze, he took it, and drank. My eyes dropped to Jacko's shorts and my apprehension deepened as I recognised the bulge of an erection.Suddenly, Stella sat up, swinging her feet to the bottom of the boat. As she did so, she toppled forward a little, and.