Before I could think of a way to try tricking her, she said that whenever I was ready to go again, she wanted to feel my cock in her pussy. I was read...y as soon as the words were out of her mouth and was rolling over almost before she stopped talking. She stopped me and asked if she could suck any remaining spunk from my cock so she wouldn’t get pregnant, She also said not to cum inside her pussy, but to pull out and come in her mouth. I readily agreed and before I knew it, she was hungrily. After a brief respite to the grinding, she started again, soon reaching down between her legs and fiddling - I thought it was just his belt she was undoing, but it turned out that she was much more proficient at getting a cock out of a man's pants than I had realised. It was only when she moved up and forward slightly, and I could see her lining-up his hard, thick, and surprisingly veiny cock, tha ti realised how adept a cock-handler my wife is!She lowered herself about an inch and a half onto. We knocked on the door and he looked over at us. He had to roll his head all the way over on its side because the eye closest to us was covered with a bandage. As was most of his face."Come on in." He sounded muffled and nasal yet cheerful at the same time.The whole right side of his face was covered with a big bandage that was secured by tape wrapped around his head at forehead and chin levels. His right eye was covered as was his nose. His whole torso was one mass of bandages, probably. “Sorry Master,” Barney cringed as he grabbed his trews and rushed from the room.“Wait in the scullery, I shall deal with you later,” I ordered.I strode to embrace Eliza, “My dear, thank the lord I found you.”“I am so sorry,” she blubbed.“He is a brute, he knows no better,” I explained, “You have been brought up a gentlewoman to live among Gentlefolk, you can not set that aside and rut with low borns.” I added, “Why low born wenches would have consorted for years by your age and have caverns.