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They made their way up to the covered porch where I was sitting and intoduced themselves as Carol and Silva. I introduced myself and asked them to join me on the porch. Carol suggested we go inside, since it was warming up outside and was becoming a bit too warm even in the shade. I led the way into the living room where the sofa I so often had watched them on the raft was located. I asked them if I could get them something cold to drink and Silva suggested cold beer. I was taken back by his boldness and suggested that he and Carol were too young for alcohol and that I could go to jail for serving them. Carol leaned forward, her small tight breasts peeking through her bikini top, and her now lowered voice whispered, “We have watched you as you watch us on the raft and stroke your cock. Silva and I figure that you owe us at least a few beers for all of the cum you have shot in the last few days.” Silva just smiled at me. I was in shock. I had thought that there was no. “Did you sleep well?”“Oh, yeah...,” I moaned lustfully, with my eyes still closed. “I haven’t slept this well for such a long time...”To be honest, I could actually have said anything, Laura didn’t really pay attention to my exact words: she leaned under the blanket, pushed my pajama pants off my groin, and blew a kiss to the end of my dick.“Oh, how nice!” I declared. “Will there be more?”“Maybe...” and she already slipped my bulb between her lips, then began to suck on it gently.It may come as a surprise, but during the ten years of our marriage, we had relatively little time and energy for morning sex. We had just had to rush to work and deal with things every day, and after the children had been born, we became completely overwhelmed for the weekends. That’s why I considered it a rare treasure to be able to cuddle like this – with some mixed metaphor, I was happy like a monkey with a peanut machine. My cock was rock hard, which Laura swallowed into her mouth lightly. She had.
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