I’m sooo horny right now, please don’t leave me hanging master!”“I won’t”, I replied, and directed Frank to kneel in front of Maggie, and ...Donald in front of Gill. Donald looked over at Judy, who turned to him and nodded slightly, giving him permission to be intimate with the older woman. She turned back, closed her eyes and let her head hit the back of the couch as I leaned over into Judy’s pussy and started lapping up her juices, making sure that I covered every part of her pussy lips with my. "How much?" I asked, absently reaching for the checkbook beside me, only to discover that I had actually abandoned that little booklet inside the house, and not brought it outside to the lounger."Money's not it, Eric. There is still enough left for a couple of films more - it's the cast, they are causing the problem." Fire them," I suggested. Ah! Capitalism.My wife snorted back. "I am serious, Eric. And I really need this favor from you."She was desperate; it did not need a genius to figure. Would it hurt? Geez, Steve had a big cock.He pushed his dick in and my arse expanded for it.“Orrgh, Orrgh; Oooh” I went, exquisite pleasure mixed with a wincing expanding strain. Amazingly good. My Steve was groaning. He had what he wanted. I had what it seemed I always needed.Then he eased an inch more in and I just accepted it. I actually wanted it even deeper. But he was building the pleasure in steady increments.My arsehole was stretching. My arsehole was accepting. My arsehole was also. She put a little gel in my short dirty-blonde hair, mussed it up and insisted on putting eyeliner on me.“ I'm married you know,” I said.“ Yes, but as the old saying goes, you're not dead. We're going to get a few drinks later and dance and flirt. If your husband didn't want you to flirt, he should have come with you.”That made perfect sense to me. I did like the way the liner made my green eyes look rather enormous. I ended up in a short flowing skirt: blue flowers on a black background, a.