Yes, Ovidia. How foolish of me. It's funny, Ovidia," heamended himself, "I never gave the gods much consideration. Ourfamily's house has always had... a shrine to our household god, of course.I give him wine; I throw scraps of food into the hearth. But these arejust habits. I do them automatically. Occasionally I have goodfortune, occasionally bad, but I do not perceive a connection betweenmy fortunes and my sacrifices to the Lares of the house. Some in Romefeel the same way I do, but some. . yes ... that's it ... Fuck me! Fuck me!” She pants, urging me on as my thrusts pin her to the bed. Responding to her demands I increase the pace as the beautiful sensations start to take over my body. My breathing deepens and rhythmic spasms of her pussy muscles grip my thick shaft and add to the sense of urgency. “Cum in me!” She moans into my ear as her orgasm re-ignites. “Oh…god, fuck!” She bites her lip. “Mmmmmmmm! I want to feel you fill me with your cum.”With the pressure mounting, I. I could hear my wife on the phone talking with someone."Hi honey can you talk now? There seemed to be a pause as she waited for a reply. Well just listen. This weekend the girls are going to their cousin's house for a sleep over. They leave Friday night and will come home sometime Sunday afternoon. Davie is going on a Boy Scout camping trip for the weekend, leaving Friday and coming home on Sunday. David will be goose hunting both Saturday and Sunday. That gives us both mornings to fuck. It was a clean break nothing went in though.Ok ask me a question? said Katrinawhat do you do for fun besides coming to a strangers house to play pool?i like to swim and tan at the pool at my house.i imagine her naked pool side enjoying the sun my dicks now half erect and growing.taking my shot trying to get the six ball in a corner pocket i make my shot but the six ball bounces off thecornerask awaydo you have a girlfriend Katrina asksa little wide eyed i said no i don'tshe smiles and takes her.