I had also learned how to satisfy Johnny with my mouth, although I never let him cum in my mouth. When I could tell that he was ready I would take his... prick out of my mouth and masturbate him letting him spurt his cum into a tissue.I came home after a session with Johnny and overheard my mother telling my dad that Uncle Dan had divorced Mary. He was coming to stay with us for a week to gather his thoughts. Mom told Dad that it would be an ideal time to take that second honeymoon they were. With insatiable precision, my wife pulled aside the gusset of her panties and slid my cock against her wet, inviting lips. The glass of the window groaned under our combined weight. “Honey,” said my wife. “We can’t do this. The glass isn’t gonna hold us.”The head of my cock entered her and I knew I wouldn’t be able to control my actions much longer. Instinct would take over. I saw an image of the window cracking around us like ice on a pond, the two of us tumbling to the front lawn in a rain of. I try and put thoughts of my sexual arousal elsewhere but it's a struggle. Then he makes it even more difficult for me as he puts one of his hands around my throat and with the fingers of the other begins to pinch my nipples. His whole weight is balanced on his knees and my throat while he fucks me slowly and deeply.My eyes plead with him to let me orgasm. All my efforts to stop cumming by thinking of other things and counting to ten don't work. I know I am going to fail dismally but of course,. The flash alerted him and he flew from the toilet before I could get away, and he held me, his cock still out, hence his speed, something that took me by surprise.'You fucking dirty little cunt', and he took my phone from me, and flipped through my history. I held my head low in shame, complaining once he hurt my wrist, 'Shut it or I will call the police', was his reply, I remained silent.'Right down there he barked and together we went down the stone steps and into the aforementioned.