" I replied with worry in my voice."Do you like sucking cock? ". He continued."Yes, I do that for my husband." Do you like your pussy being destroyed ...by a hard cock?" "Yes, my husband does that." I replied."Are your nipples sensitive?' He asked very attentively."Yes," I replied."Is your cunt sensitive?" Yes." I said hesitantly.All those guys were close now and they heard my answers.The first man seemed to be in charge of the gang and asked the third man to search for some Vaseline in the house.. I started to flick through the rest of the newspaper, glancing at headlines and skimming through the text. One small article buried in the middle of the paper caught my attention. When I went into the kitchen I found you peeling and scoring the brussel sprouts for tonight’s dinner. You were wearing a worn denim shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows, and a pair of faded jeans. “Darling?” I started tentatively. “Hmm” you replied in a distracted manner. “Do you think I’m a boring,. .. in silence mode ... I went to see a movie and forgot to turn it up again. What's ... What's the matter?"Philip hopes the dread he's feeling isn't showing. He hopes they can't hear his heart beating uncontrollably."We waited here for hours," Agatha says. "But nonetheless, we came here to personally congratulate you." Yes! You managed to do it! Who would've guessed? Hahahaha!" Mariah laughs."I ... Well ... Thank you..." Philip says, in a plain confused state. He looks at Ilene, and she looks. Cum dripping from her swollen pussy they went off to explore their surroundings.The pool was inviting, they jumped in, he pulled her under, to be close to him, her nipples hardening at the cold water, she wrapped her legs around his waist and they kissed, tenderly at first, their tongues exploring each other's mouth, he nibbled her lip, she pulled him onto her.He sat her on the pool side, opened her legs and started to lick her pussy, pulling her lips wide he flicked his tongue over her.