If the door was ajar, it was unlikely anyone would be in there, not in the middle of the night. They certainly wouldn’t be doing something they didn...’t want me to see.I got close enough to hear a splashing sound, but was it because of something they didn’t want me to see? It would be rude, a violation of privacy, and something I knew I wasn’t supposed to do, but I kept going toward the light, and that noise.The sound of water hitting water seemed loud enough to be a garden hose aimed at the. Gluggg..Glug…bluu…glaag…glugggShe sputters and saliva oozes from her mouth onto her blouse. Her eyes start tearing up and turning red. I finally can’t take it anymore and shout, “ Shweta my whoreeee”I cum some into her mouth, quickly take out my cock and squirt cum into her eyes on her cheeks and her mouth. She shows me the cum in her mouth then swallows it. Then she carefully takes all the cum on her face into her mouth and swallows like an obedient slut.We then keep looking into each other’s. The climax pushed everything else out of my head and completely took over. I was totally detached from rest of the world. Thought ceased and I became pleasure itself. My whole world was one pure, clear note of ecstasy and my body rang with it.I have no idea how long I stayed in that place. The sensation was total and absolute. Time did not exist. Thought did not exist. Change did not exist.The world came back in bits and pieces. A sound here — a feeling there. Slowly, like a song heard faintly. "I just got back from sea trials," Anna said, looking sadly at Anna. "Paul's back, too-or I guess you know about that." Anna inhaled sharply and straightened her back, walking stiffly to a chair opposite the couch and sitting down."No, I didn't know that, but it doesn't matter much any more," she said dryly. "I imagine he's busy over at Marie's," Anna said sarcastically, then smiled to herself. She wondered how her husband would handle the news that his wife was heading up a swappers' club."Kip.