I was married to a woman who was a terrific mom and an enticing – slightly less young, but still quite hot – wife. She had stripped down to her br...a and panties. Crouched between my thighs below me on the bed I was at her mercy and she teased me with her tongue, her mouth, and her throat. She’d never been able to completely master the art of deep throating, though it was not for lack of trying and dedication, years ago she did get comfortable with my cock hitting the back of her mouth. It turned. I was slowly fucking Helen when Simon moved behind me and started to run his hands up and down my back then slowly down my back to my arse cheeks he carried on doing this for a few more mins,I could feel Helen’s pussy gripping my cock while Simon was massaging my back then I felt Simon’s fingers rubbing around my arsehole,my fucking started to increase when I felt Simon’s finger push into me with my fucking motion I was pushing harder back on Simon’s finger I felt Helen’s legs tighten around my. “Are you almost done? You said it would take ten minutes.”“Yes, and it’s only been five. Just be still.”So much talking and fidgeting. He wouldn’t want anyone else for this particular experiment, but Marissa had proven to be a terrible assistant. The metal band he was adjusting was like a miniature stargate around Marissa’s waist. It was the last of the six he wanted on her. There was already one around her neck, two around the base of the arms, and two mid-thighs. A loose screw or a. But we both knew it could be done. And we both knew it was meant to be done. I stiffened my hips and lowered myself, allowing my body weight to force my cock into her. Her tight passage resisted my intrusion, allowing only my soft cockhead to penetrate into her before pushing her towards the head of the bed and making my legs slide backwards. She bit her lip and dug her ankles into the backs of my thighs as I crawled forwards to brace for another push into her. My powerful hands slid.