Patrick pulled his softened manhood from my wife's cunt. It made a plopping sound as he pulled out. Mary's cunted farted loudly. She never moved as he...r lover made his way to the master bathroom. I heard the shower start and I left the dark of my closet cave. Mary rolled over and stared at me. She reached over and took a gulp of whiskey. "Get out, get the fuck out, she whispered loudly. Get the fuck out of this room and leave us alone.”I left the room and slunk away to the basement. I. ." "Only if you want to," he replied in an unconcerned tone, now more interested in stroking my cock with his hand as he danced his tongue over my stomach and chest again. I did, a little, but right then I was too turned on to clumsily stumble around down there. "Later," I promised, daring to slip my hand lower on his taut belly, and under his pants. His cock was pulsing and hard, oozing just a little from the tip. It was different, feeling the all too familiar sensation of a cock against my. “You know we can’t stop. I don’t ever want it to,” Emma added wistfully. “I believe you’re right.” Symon sighed in resignation cradling Emma’s head against his chest. “Lust has been sated once more,” he said looking around at their lush tropical Garden of Eden. Symon picked up Emma and carried her back to the recliner and there they lay, dreamily wrapped in each others arms until Symon determined it was time to head back. As they pulled the large convertible up next to the mairie, Emma gave. . I didn’t notice.”“And it’s so short that you could probably see her pussy when she sat down,” Liz said. “Are you going to tell me that you didn’t notice that either?”“I didn’t!” I said. “It was...”“Innocent?” Liz said. “That dress doesn’t look innocent and neither does the fact she’s humping your leg.”“She was not!” I said loudly.Liz broke out into laughter.“I know and I’m sorry,” she said. “I just couldn’t resist.”“Fuck,” I said, exhaling sharply. “I thought you were really pissed at.