As bad as Violet's was, Monica's room made it look like Buckingham Palace. There were ashtrays and cigarette butts strewn across the carpet and filthy... articles of clothing everywhere. Sweat-stained bras and panties, food bits on shirts and the floor; it was a mess. He gathered her clothes and put them in a bag and set them in a corner. He cleared up the ashtrays and beer cans and started the vacuum cleaner.Just as Pete had finished vacuuming Monica's bedroom, he heard Violet's voice from. Suddenly I heard her cry and I could tell it was a mix of pleasure and pain. She told him to go slow, he said he was going really deep inside her anus… It got quiet for a few seconds but soon I heard the bed again and I knew he was fucking my wife’s asshole. They were both moaning now and the bed was getting louder. I heard him say. “Bitch, your ass is so fucking tight’. Ana now was moaning and making a wincing sound at the same time. She told me afterwards when he would get it all the way in. Could they be finding a way to get together here without my knowledge? I knew they wouldn’t meet at his place, his father was self-employed and always nearby. Had they figured out a way to get around the cameras without being seen? Maybe she was disabling them or erasing them? No, that was simply too far fetched to be possible, but still that nagging in the back of my head wouldn’t subside. Finally I gave in to my paranoia. I sourced a spycam alarm clock for our room and a 2-way mirror for. He grunted as the head slide inside me. then he slammed it all the way in with a savage thrust. i felt his balls slap my ass as his cock explored my hole. i was so horny it only took a few of those thrusts before i cried out and came on his cock while he was in as far as it would go. my already wet pussy became flooded as my body convulsed on his cock. he laughed at me and called me a slut as he pulled his cock out slowly. he moved down slowly kissing and licking me until he could suck ny pussy.