Then, my buddy came back into the room and told me thathis wife liked to have a multiple orgasm. I wasn’t surehow satisfy that request. He told ...me not to worry aboutit that he had it taken care of. I went with the flow.While I fucked his wife, thrusting deeply and enjoyingmyself immensely I felt my buddy move close to us, Icould feel his leg pressing against my side. I lookedover at him a little annoyed that he’d thrown me offstride and noticed that he had 6-inch dildo in hishand. I. I don't think that I'll ever not be able to hear it, though.That night and the next day went according to schedule. It was in the evening before I decided to stop for the night when we saw a cloud of dust heading in our direction along the road. Since the carts did not put much dust in the air, it had to be a mounted patrol of some sort. They were about a mile away, and if I could see them, then they could see us. I told her to get ready for anything, but let me do the talking. Of course she. I could taste the pineapple, it was her nipples that were in my mouth while I was blindfolded. I was licking them sucking them while she was pushing me towards her boobs and giving soft moans “ummm ahhhh” now I gave her a love a love bite. “Aaaahhh… you fucker” she moaned loudly.Now for the second guess I knew it was her lips so without wasting time we started kissing each other and my lips were massaging her lips while she grabbed my hairs. Our tongues were battling for dominance. She broke. Like some strange fruit I know exists, but never tasted.”“I tasted it,” he said. “I liked it. My wife didn’t, though, and that’s why I don’t have a lot of this in my life.” He squeezed her hip.“I’m honored,” she said, smiling impishly.“Can I taste you now?” he asked, changing the subject with no warning.“I think I’d like that very much,” she said. “You need a shave.”“Please don’t ask me to get up and shave,” he said.“You misunderstand. I like the feel of stubble against the inside of my thighs..