The pants were wool and the shirt looked and felt like course linen. She handed him the clothes along with a course towel. "These were Daddy's," she s...aid. He was a mite smaller than you, but I think they'll fit. I'll just go back in the other room while you get out of those wet things. Call out when you're ready."Richard took off his jacket and shirt and used the towel to dry himself. He put on the dry shirt and then took off his sodden pants. He hesitated a second and then also removed his wet. I got in and knelt in front of him and said do not pee in my face just aim it toward the drain and let me watch. He stood there for a moment as he tried to get started. He smiled and I took his hand off his cock and wrapped my left hand around it saying I want to feel it flow. He started and it was a big stream, I felt its power then I squeezed and cut it off, let go and let it start again, then I did something I have never done and never done sense. I dropped in front of him let go his cock. “What did he do when he found out?” asked LinAnn explained that when she got home she could barely walk she had been fucked so much. She had bite marks and small bruises all over her body. She came home, climbed into bed and slept for a day. When she finally woke up her husband was standing over her demanding to know what was going on.“I told him the truth” admitted Ann. “I told him I was tired of his shit and didn’t need him or his money. If he wanted to continued to enjoy having sex with me. My eyebrows shot up a bit….”Really?”“Yep. Tell me what you guys did.”So, as I bounced up and down on Shane’s rock hard shaft, I told him about the handjob under the table at the restaurant and getting slammed from behind while bending over the trunk of the car. Shane moaned more and more as the story unfolded. He seemed to get even harder and bigger as I added the details of Ben’s cock and my big bouncing tits. Shane’s hips began pounding upwards on my down strokes, and suddenly his breath.