"Is your wife good in bed?" Marsha suddenly whispered into his ear as though reading his thoughts.
"She's too inexperienced," he answered without the slightest shock at her name being mentioned at a time like this. Good Lord, he thought wryly, I've changed in the last few hours.
"I'll teach you some things you can take home to her." She promised softly, breathing heavily into his ear again. "Let's get naked."
He realized suddenly that she was quivering beneath him. Her thighs were moving against his loins.
"You want to f**k me, don't you?" She breathed deeper this time.
"Yes, God yes, I want to." He answered, the lewd words coming from her mouth exciting him more. "Then tell me!"
"I want to f**k you."
"How?" she groaned beneath him.
"Deep, deep and hard. I want to f**k you like you
