I had worked up a huge load taking my sexual aggression out on my wife. I pushed deep making my pubic hair crush against Lydia’s soft ass cheeks as ...several ropes of my creamy load began to splash inside her ass. It felt like I was cumming forever as my balls kept contracting and my cock kept squirting my seed into Lydia’s dirty hole. My wife was rubbing her clit faster and faster as she told me she could feel every dirty jet of my come vibrate in her bowels. Lydia groaned and two long streams. I got Victoria to ask Master Fitz whether we could sit at their table. He was deeply sorry but it wasn't possible." Such a shame," said Edward his shrewd eyes dancing. "So you want me to fix you on an adjacent table so that you can keep an eye on things."Mark smiled. "How did you guess?" he said."Well, Mark, your being so slow off the mark," he grinned cheerfully to show he was only teasing, "doesn't leave me with too many options. David Stevens's table has a gap and so has John Thompson's. Get. A trial that would have had to happen once that man recovered. And they would have been vicious. Vicious to all of us. I couldn't let that happen to Ruben or even to you. And please, Nan, forgive yourself. I have forgiven you. I have even learned to forgive myself for what I did."I looked into his eyes and I believed him. He had forgiven me and himself and he was at peace with what happened. But now a new thought occurred to me. How did he feel about me? Was that selfish? Was that thought not. My puckered ring grasped his shaft as his cock slid in and out of my willing hole.“Plus this hole is for my cock only!” he insisted then emptied his sac deep in my ass.I couldn't believe how easily my husband accepted my request. I needed confirmation that his response was not only in the positive but also a real statement."Now your cock is out of me and soft I'll continue. I want to be a Stripper! Can you handle that?" Whilst I was fucking you it was a turn on, but now I can honestly say if.