Part 3.3 - Ultra Rich Mrs. Howell stepped on the chair, placing one foot between Gilligan’s thighs. Without letting go of the colossal plantain she had inserted in her husband’s ass, she climbed on to the stable and swung herself over her husband straddling his chest, and facing his feet. She switched hands so that she could continue holding the massive fruit inside her husband. Mr. Howell stared hungrily at her ass. “Marvelous view my dear, marvelous view.” “Would you like a closer view, my dear?” “Nothing would please me more, Lovey.” Mrs. Howell turned to Gilligan. “Gilligan, be a dear and drop your shorts. Having you pleasure yourself will add to our pleasure.” Silently, Gilligan shrugged out of his underwear, exposing his long, hard cock. He began stroking his cock. Mrs. Howell said, “Not too fast my dear, we need you to save it up for the grand finale.” Mr. Howell interrupted, “Lovey, I believe you were about to treat me to that marvelous ass?” “Oh, where’s my head?” she asked and rocked back, settling her ass within licking distance of her husband. He tilted his head upwards and began rimming her enthustiastically. “Mmm, that’s wonderful!” Mr. Howell paused to address Gilligan. “Licking a pussy is a damn fine thing my boy, a damn fine thing, but I’ve always been partial to ass.” He resumed licking his wife’s tight sphincter. Mumbling from between her ass cheeks he said, “Nothing taste’s better!” Mrs. Howell said to Gilligan, “Would you mind holding the fruit inside him? I need both hands now.” Gilligan stood and rounded the table, coming to rest between Mr. Howell’s feet. He took hold of the fruit. Mrs. Howell placed her hands on the table on either side of her husband’s hips. She leaned forward and began to sway left and right. Up close, Gilligan was intensely aroused by the sight of Mrs. Howell’s surprisingly supple breasts. Their swaying motion made his cock throb. As she swayed her nipples brushed lightly against her husband’s thick, hard cock. He groaned with pleasure as her touch teased him. Mrs. Howell noticed him staring. “Would you like to play with my tits?” she asked. Gilligan nodded and she raised her chest, offering her breasts to him. He moved forward and clasped on in each hand. As he did so, his cock brushed up against the fruit in Mr. Howell’s ass. Mr. Howell still had his face buried in his wife’s ass, tonguing deeply into her back passage. He paused, leaned back, and said, “Gilligan, my boy, there’s no substitute for the real thing. Would you be a chap and fuck me up the ass?” Letting go of Mrs. Howell’s breasts, Gilligan pulled the fruit from Mr. Howell’s body and let it drop to the floor. The recent lubrication and stretching of Mr. Howell’s rear allowed Gilligan to slide his cock easily into the elder man’s ass. He resumed grasping at Mrs. Howell’s wonderful tits, as he fucked her husband. Gilligan felt ecstasy fill his body. Every sense was aroused. The smell of sex was strong in the room. “Gilligan,” Mrs. Howell said, “I need you to let go, as I’m going to suck my husband off while I suffocate him with my posterior. Gilligan let go and she leaned forward, doing a remarkable job of taking her husband’s cock. As she did so, she pushed her ass backwards, smothering her Mr. Howell in pussy and ass. The trio rocked back and forth as they pleasured each other, Mr. Howell probing his wife’s nether regions, Mrs. Howell sucking powerfully, expertly on her husband’s cock, while Gilligan plowed him up the ass. Mr. Howell began to buck as his pleasure mounted and his air supply began to run out. Gilligan’s increased his thrusts and Mrs. Howell began sucking harder and harder. The three moved together as one, pounding, licking, fucking, sucking until, with an explosive release, all three climaxed. They collapsed into, over, and on one another. Mr. Howell arched his face away from his wife’s ass and gasped for air. Mrs. Howell lifted her mouth from her husband’s cock and raised it to Gilligan’s. She kissed him and as she did, she passed the whole of her husband’s load, which Gilligan swallowed with eagerly and with pleasure. Mr. Howell was the first one to speak. “Gilligan my boy, come back any time. We have many more treats in store, many more.”
