Her eyes widened with surprise as she realized he was about to ejaculate inside of her.She frantically pushed at his chest, trying to throw him off of... her, but it was too late. He held tight to her hip with his clawed hand and hammered away at her body, giving her punishing thrusts and delighting in the noises she made as she protested to such barbarian-like behavior.He could feel her muscles starting to spasm and tighten around his rock hard metal meat. She gasped and her whole body was. He had now slid his hand inside my wife's blouse and was playing with her bra clad breasts. She finally responded and turned her head and spoke to him. He removed his hand and blew on it before putting back inside but this time he slid it under her lacy bra, where it closed around her full round boob.What the fuck! Had she just asked him to warm up his hands? I could see him squeezing her breast quite forcibly now. She was starting to slump lower in her seat. It was a tell tale sign!SHIT!The. When it is finished you ask him to leave us alone, you then lie next too me and we kiss, I tell you I love you, you start stroking my cock I still have not come you get me close a couple of times but won’t let me cum, then you get up and say lets go and swim.I undress again and we go back out to the pool.Then we go for a cup of tea and coffee. You get talking to another couple and soon you are telling them that this is a special occasion as we are living out some fantasies. What fantasies they. ”“I was channeling Humphrey Bogart,” Janet replied with a laugh.“He was before my time even,” I said. “As was James Cagney.”“So where are we going for dinner,” Janet asked.“You pick it,” I suggested.“In that case I’m going to research it.” I said. There were no five star restaurants in the Triboro area, but most of the highway motels had restaurants. They were staffed with cooks who wore uniforms anyway. That seemed to be pretty much the only difference, at least to me.She and Thia had.