He moaned and his body shutter as he shot his first load into her. She felt his balls contracting and his cock which was buried in her throat expanded... and then vibrated with wave after wave of his chisim entering her.When he had emptied his load into her, he withdrew his cock from her mouth and helped her up from her knees. He placed her on the bed and slid her soaked bikini panties down her legs and off of her. Jenny lifted her body to help him remove her panties. She felt his weight on the. She tried to hug me as she draped her boneless body across me. I quickly grabbed her because she soon gave up the fight of trying to hold herself up upright. Now I was carrying my thoroughly drunken wife up the stairs.As I did I heard "My hubby isn't a wimp. He loves me enough to give me anything once."Ok, what? What was she talking about? Did she say "give" or "forgive"? I couldn't quite make it out in her drunken state.I tried to question her, but she was too far gone to answer anything.. "I'm a shitty cook and I hate to do it." I'm pretty good," I said. I was. I'd been cooking at home quite a bit before we left."What is there?" I asked."I don't know," she said. "Looks like some hot dogs. And some potatoes. And some cans of shit over there in the cupboard."I opened the cupboard and saw a good supply of canned fruits and vegetables and chose a couple of cans of corn."You want to open those, I'll put some hot dogs on. Is there any cornmeal and some canned chili?" Yeah," she said.. But she had nice legs, and the view as she shimmied herself into her armour ... yeah, the view was nice.He blushed when she caught him staring – and then chuffed out a surprised laugh when all she did was wiggle her hips at him, purposefully provocative now, with a wide grin. His own armour grew even more uncomfortable, and he sent a brief prayer of thanks to the Maker that the thick leather would at least disguise that fact.And then, when he bent over and preceded her out of the little cave,.