...And there she was.. I looked over at her and she literally had dry cum still in her hair on her chest and stains on her clothes... she smelled good... though, was actually fairly sober and I said " so why are you out here like what is going on? You are straight up cum dumping" She proceeded to tell me her husband got arrested, he need bail. Her mortgage was going under , car just gor repossessed and she was just in need of money fast and she was only doing this til she got enough money to get. UUUUUHHHH," Here it comes " and I fired rope after rope of my cum into Amy. We clutched each other and I doubt either that either of us knew where we were for a few minutes. When I had regained my senses I said, I'm still hard." She put a hand on my chest and asked, " Please....no more." I looked into her eyes and said, " You started this. Let me finish it." Again I slammed back into her pussy frantically until finally I got the relief I was seeking as I emptied myself into her. We clung to. Phil was falling all over the place taking his clothes off. my wife pushed him over n came over to me pulling my cock out. Which was allready throbbing from my squinted view n slammed her cunt down on it. what are we going. to do with him baby. she said.anything you want. I said to her with a cheeky grin. he's your prisoner to do with what you please.she got up n walked over to the now naked Phil sprawled on the lounge fast asleep.She rolled him over so he was sat normally.she picked up his. All of that lines up with the business plan I sent you.”“Great!” I said, heading up the stairs.I was back downstairs a moment later, and found the girls in the kitchen, where Katy was preparing tea.“So what other names?” I asked.“Calvin Coolidge, Chester A. Arthur...”“Wait! You named the biggest room after Ethan Allen, and smaller rooms after presidents?” I challenged.“So sue me!” Katy laughed. “Those aren’t exactly well-known Presidents.”“Calvin Coolidge is one of my favorites, because he said.