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Before Carl can shove his cock up my ass, activities in the dining room reach their climax. Susan is begging Dale for his cum, and he isn't af raid of giving it to her. His movements stiffen a little, and then his is blowing his load deep inside her fertile, unprotected pussy.

Even when we rarely did have sex, Susan did allow me to cum inside of her. If I was wearing a condom, she made me pull out and then finish myself by hand.

"Fuck, that was hot," he mumbled as he let his now limp cock fall out of my wife. He turned and walked straight into the living room, where his sister's husband had his cock sandwich between my butt cheeks. "Looks like you two are getting along very well."

"Yes, Meg is very nice," Carl said. He stepped back, letting his cock slip outnof my crack.

Dale stood there for a moment, naked and smiling, his limp cock hanging down between his legs. I'd always been a grower rather than a shower. That wasn't a problem my wife's new friend seemed to have.