I grabbed her ass hard after I spanked it. She was shouting at the top of her voice. My ass treatment went on for twenty minutes. By then, her ass che...eks had turned as red as a rose and she had yelled ‘krish, venda, sorry’ a lot of times. I placed both the hershey’s bottles inside her panties, so that her ass cheeks could heal from all that spanking. I removed her t-shirt, to which she didn’t make much fuss. She wanted to be naked at top. All the irregular stroking had made the boobies much. It was a defensive measure that I had learned from my mother and honed to near perfection. Whenever YOU fuck up or do something wrong, immediately go on the offensive and start bitching. People will naturally want to avoid confrontation and if you are lucky, they will get intimidated and not question you. In my head it was the perfect way to avoid awkward conversations with questions about where my clothes were and why I was naked.“I suppose you want to know where I have been?” I asked. I sat there thinking that I just watched my husband fuck another woman, fucked her good, and I liked it! I watched as his dick fell out of her snatch and then his cream started to run out of her snatch. My pussy was now burning and needed some dick, I leaned over and rolled my husband over and started to suck his dick, inhalling her aroma, she smelled great! His dick hardened right away. I loved the smell of her pussy, so I started to clean her pussy as my husband entered me from behind, doggy. Her hands felt around my butt cheeks and up over my hips, caressing as she explored my body. The sexual ecstasy was nearly too much for me to bear.We'd slept over with each other so many times I couldn't remember not sharing a bed with her. About a year ago Brit asked if she could explore my body under the covers, just out of curiosity. I lay still as her hands moved freely over my sleeping shirt and panties. She seemed fascinated with my flat chest and neck at first, lingering in the places.