I got up & went & sat outside in the main area but didn’t like the porn movie so I went walking to the small theatre again. Saw the first guy again ...as I wanked him & then knelt down to give him another blow job & also hand jobbed him, before I stood up so he could hand job me. I wandered out to the back passageway & met Alan who had been eyeing me up beforehand, & as I approached him we went to the small movie theatre. He gave me a really lovely hand job as I wanked him as well & we. Hubby clapped his hands again. "Okay number two, get in there and squirt some more jizz into my whore wife, before anything starts leaking. We want her snatch filled to the brim the whole time she is being banged."The second guy, tall,and thin, looking like he was in his early twenties, stepped up eagerly and slammed his thick love pole into the waiting fuck hole and commenced pistoning into the slut as she fucked him back, urging him to reach climax and release another load into her hungry. My body shook through an orgasm that seemed to last forever. Zoë switched to lapping up my flowing juices, I couldn’t believe how wild she had become. She seemed starved for my the taste of me.“Yeah, baby, that’s it,” she told me as she lapped up the last of my extra juices. “Mmm, you taste so sweet.”“Let me taste it girl, let me lick your lips you sexy little kitten.”“Meow!” sassed as she pulled me up and brought her lips to mine. I had tasted my own juices before, and she was right, they were. ‘She has run off with her lover — that joke of a French count. The father of the baby I had thought was mine.’ Heather was sorry she had asked. ‘I am sorry, sir. I did not know. Forgive me for asking.’ He smiled again. ‘I think you know why I asked you to dance, Heather.’ ‘No, I’m sure I don’t, your Grace. Perhaps you could elaborate.’ ‘Darling Heather, I have heard of your escapades with the male sex.’ Heather paled. ‘Whatever you have heard is a lie, sir.’ ‘You seem pale, Heather,’ Cameron.