"
His cock reared and Miriam was kneeling astride him and lowering herself as she guided his cock up her snatch.
Her loose warm sloppy cunt engulfed him like a marshmallow cloud and he lay back to one of the best lazy fucks he ever enjoyed.
"I can’t think why you never tried to seduce me before," Miriam announced when he finished.
"Geoffrey likes them young you know."
"Look I just want to sleep now," John declared and he added "Goodnight."
John woke with a thump. He had rolled over and fallen out of bed. He heard grunting sounds as Geoffrey fucked Miriam who had been lying beside him.
"Sorry old bean," Geoffrey apologised, "Carried away don’t you know."
"Bloody hell," John replied, "I could have injured myself."
"Don’t stop you old fool," Miriam urged, "It’s rare enough that he shows any interest in me as it is."
John looked at the bedside clock, 7:30, time for breakfast. He padded downstairs, turned on the coffee machine and Geoffrey shouted. "John, you turn."
"Don’t be bloody ridiculous," John replied as he put several slices of bread in the toaster, "You’ll wake the kids."
"They won’t wake for hours," Miriam replied as she joined John in the kitchen, "I’ll just hop up on the work top shall I?" She was wearing one of John’s white work shirts and nothing else. Geoffrey’s cum oozed from her pouting cunt and she should have repulsed John but something was stirring.
"On the worktop, lets do this before the kids come down," John advised.
John helped Miriam climb up on the worktop. "Fuck me darling," she cooed.
Miriam’s cunt was soft and warm as John slipped his tool deep inside her. Her distended nipples nuzzled his ches .
"Why can’t Sarah be more like you?" John muttered.
"She is, we both need strong men," she explained, "Don’t you understand anything about women?"
"I thought she needed my support," he explained.
"Stout corset and a decent bra is all the support she needs you fool," Geoffrey opined as he too wandered into the kitchen, "How areb you getting on John, shall I see if the Milkman is around to give you a bit of a break."
"No I think I can manage," John agreed and his cock twitched and started to shoot pint after pint of creamy spunk.
"Ugggghhh," a voice from nowhere said suddenly. John struggled to make sense of it. Miriam disappeared into the ether, the kitchen dissolved and there he was in bed with Sarah with the early morning light streaming through a gap in the curtains.
"You filthy bastard you’ve cum in the bed again."
John realised he’d been dreaming. A wet dream.
"Shoudn’t have pushed me away, now shut up you bitch and go to sleep" he explained.
"Don’t you dare talk to me like that," Sarah insisted.
"Or what?" John replied.
"I’ll leave you." she snapped.
"Promises promises," he sighed, "Fuck you!" and he rolled over and returned to his dream, except this time he was fucking Sarah while Miriam slowly wanked herself with a corgette as she watched them.
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