Robin pulled her body up fully onto the deck and turned to face Pete. Kneeling, she grabbed his hard, firm ass and pulled him toward her open, hungry mouth. Robin loved sucking cock almost as much as she loved fucking. She ran her tongue up and down the hard shaft. She could feel the heat of the cock on her lips. She licked and lashed Pete's ball shaped cockhead and then opened her lips to suck the throbbing member into her mouth. As the shaft slid fully into her mouth, Pete moaned loudly in approval.
Robin had found a few lovers during her ten years of marriage, but this was the first time she was entertaining two men at the same time. There was something devilish, delicious, deviant, and dirty in this. Damn, Alex, this was all his fault. If he would take the time to give her a proper fucking regularly, she wouldn't have to find other diversions. Well, maybe not so often.
Pete was panting. Robin knew that he would empty his balls into her mouth soon. As she knelt on the deck, she could feel Carl's hot, sticky cum flowing from her pussy down her tanned legs. Carl's fuck had been heavenly. She wanted more.
As if he could read her mind, Pete gently pulled his cock from Robin's mouth and lifted her up. Leading her across the deck, Pete lay down on the chaise lounge holding his saliva slicked cock upright. Robin wasted no time. She climbed onto the lounger, straddled Pete's hips, and slid his cock up into he pussy. Robin was on fire. She began to fuck the worker hard, lifting and falling, in and out, up and down. She moaned and sighed as she fucked. Pete, now driven crazy, grabbed the woman's ass and began ramming his cock upwards into her open pussy. He slammed into her over and over again until, with a loud moan, he plunged in hard and deep and blew his load of cum inside her.
Robin dropped down onto the still-hard cock. She became aware that Carl was standing behind her. Lifting he head, she turned to look. Carl was smiling broadly. His cock was hard. He was coating it with a heavy layer of her suntan oil.
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