I won’t deny I had fun whipping May on our camping trip last August… Nowadays, April and I hardly see her.
Finally, she hooked up with a guy. Which also meant my pole received less attention than normal. Of course April still gave me lots of loving, I don’t know what I’d do without her… wank a lot, probably.
Last week, to celebrate the September solstice, we invited May and her new man for dinner. When I say new man, I actually mean old git! Certainly in the Autumn of his life. Nice enough though.
Over dinner, Septimus, Sept for short — what a name — told us he was born in September and was the seventh son of a seventh son. Apparently, that’s lucky as you are thought to live a long healthy life.
May smiled at him as we all chatted, while thrusting her tits forward, making sure he was kept on sexual alert for the whole meal.
Later that night, they quietly sneaked off hand in hand to our guest room. However, April and I couldn’t sleep for the noise they made…
“Ride me baby doll like I’m a bull in a rodeo,” he encouraged.
“Ah Septimus, take me, fill me up with your loving.”
We heard a few cracks. April said it was probably Septimus slapping May’s fleshy thighs.
Then she screamed out…
“Harder, faster… Big man.”
This was better than a porn audio.
Until, silence. Before May’s voice called for… me!
“Augustus, Augustus, come quick.”
At first, I thought she was mistakenly calling Sept by my name while encouraging him to climax. I have to say with a little bit of assistance I could have shot my load pretty quickly listening to their coupling. But then May literally screeched — Augustus, April — so we jumped out of bed and ran next door.
There was May perched on top of her lover, gorgeous breasts slightly swaying, confusion in her eyes. My cock decided she was inviting us in for a foursome, but then the problem became clear —
He was dead!
It appeared that out of shock, May’s vagina had contracted around his dick. She was unintentionally, internally clasping his penis, with all her might.
We finally calmed her down enough to extract her from the situation, and April took her off to the kitchen for a brandy, telling me to call an ambulance.
Bit late for that… I thought!
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