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Too bad for Mr. Puritan, wonderful for Mr. Pete. I was ready for Barbara. I woke up a little stiffer than normal thinking of todays massage. By the time I had finished breakfast my anxieties had risen, so much that when I got up to get another cup of coffee before I took a shower, my cock popped out from my robe. The second cup would have to wait. Something else more urgently needed attention. I took a long shower and while fantasizing about Barbs promise, my hand uncontrollably reached down for just a little touch. It felt tingly. With conditioner still not rinsed from my hair, I reached up and ran my hand through the conditioner and went back down and gently wrapped my slippery fingers around my pounding penis. It had a mind of its own, just a few strokes and my over excited shaft started pulsating and spasming. I was so aroused thinking of Barbs head on me I almost caught myself wanting swallow my own hot load. I was tempted but because I came so hard, I gave my self a slight. Finally, after he blew his load into Sue’s bowels, the three of them wearily gathered their clothes and went to bed.The next morning bowed in bright and sunny, but very cold and blustery. Frank awoke first, to find himself sandwiched between the sisters. Turning towards Sue, he burrowed against her under the covers, rubbing his cock against her bare ass. Sue responded sleepily, and Frank lifted her leg and slipped into her from behind. Lying like that, he began to gently push into her and then slowly pull out, a slow-motion pistoning. Sue responded by clamping her legs together, increasing the friction on his intruder, moaning quietly when he came. Satisfied, she slipped out of bed and went into the bathroom.These early morning antics had not gone unnoticed by Ronnie. Once her husband had turned back and collapsed into the pillows, she had wrapped an arm around his chest and kissed him ‘Good Morning!’ Slipping a hand under the covers, she fondled his cum-covered manhood back to full.
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