My five ladies walked into the patio and whipped off some gauzy cover-ups. Underneath was sheer nothing or almost nothing. All five were dressed in a ...gauzy gown that realistically hid nothing, but gave you shots in a peek-a-boo way. You saw something, and then the gown would cover it all up. I miscounted, as there were six in those gauzy gowns. They walked over to me, and Jenny told Shawna, "Get off of our guy, you scamp; I'll bet you were trying to get him to finger you with your husband. I was eating her lick it was my last meal, she was cumming over and over until she begged me to stop. She climbed up on my lap with my cock rubbing up against her wet pussy and hard clit. She pulled her shirt off so we were both nude. She put her arms around my neck, kissing me and said thanks for that baby, you're the best husband in the world, I am such a lucky wife. Her tits felt good against my bare chest. She said come on baby, I need fucked hard and long in every hole. she pushed me down. The feeling of Tom’s jets inside me started me orgasming as I cried out, ‘Oh Tom… Oh…,’ an intense pressure built around my clit and spread into my pussy and lower belly—the pressure felt like it couldn’t build up anymore—like a balloon about to pop from too much air. The pressure quickly released into a series of intensely pleasurable spasms like a series of crashing waves against the shore. My body quivered and trembled while the contractions slowly got lighter and less intense as my heart. ”“How did you become estranged?”“It happened when I was in college. I told you how Miss Bronson suggested I would need to move away in order to feel fulfilled. I was accepted at Mills College in Oakland.”“California?” Eva asked.“Yes, California. My mother didn’t understand why I needed a higher education. I think she was anticipating I would get a blue-collar job and start paying room and board. If I was going to college I had to figure out a way to pay for it myself.”“Which you did,” Eva.