Well, we went to stay with her - the journey’s only half a day, but does involve some roads where the drivers seem to park their brains elsewhere so... there can be hold-ups. Inevitably the day we travelled there were plenty of those. With the result that it was my turn to be stiff, achy and cranky - very cranky.Sam suggested that she might give me a ‘rub-down’ with an ‘oily rag’ as it were - whereupon my other half immediately announced she needed some fresh air and exercise and would take the. No more working some fucking bar &hellip, all that shit is over, youre my wife now. It doesnt matter what you say, whores dont have an opinion anyways they are just there to swallow cum I pulled out of her mangled ass and shot a huge fucking load&hellip,. Enormously I shot it right on the back of her head all in her hair just to make a mess. Then I wiped my dick on her nice white shirt and got up and went to the living room and had a smoke. She walked all fucked up, with cum running from her. As the hand moved more freely up and down my thigh as I felt my cock stirring and trying to grow. It was starting to get uncomfortable so I had to reposition it, but how? I did not want to move and scare him away but it was getting harder and harder. I then went for it - I slid my hand into my pants and repositioned it so it now has room to grow. When I did that he took his hand off my leg and I thought, crap, I scared him away.Instead, he was leaning over and whispering in my ear, "want to. A moment later she was jerking so violently that her tugs at the hand grips set off the clamps.'Damn! It's got me!' She yelled, suddenly discovering how helpless she was.She pulled, jerked and twisted but it was useless. The pleasure mechanisms retracted and the girls watched, spellbound as the spit advanced towards the parted lips of Lisa's pussy. It was shocking to feel the touch of the spit. She jerked instinctively as the point slipped between her lips. It parted them easily, moving.