We go all the way reciprocal, baby. For instance, Abel fucked my ass and I pegged him as well. That goes for us, too. We can have all kinds of fun, ho...n,” Christina snuck in a pat to Eva’s booty when no one watched them.“Oh, boy ... I’m gonna love this!” Eva texted in response.“Same here,” Abel grinned as he sent that last text and they sat down to eat.“You know, it’s kinda rude to text each other like that in front of us,” Roni complained.“Normally, yes, but we have good, grown-up reasons for. As we kissed the phone rang. It was Caroline and I knew I had to take the call we spoke at the same time every Sunday when I was working away. These rituals pervade married life.I answered and sat on the sofa. My cock still hard.I chatted to Caroline and she seemed distracted. At one point I heard her gasp. I asked if she was alright and she said it was just a headache. As we spoke Rick slowly slipped down his dress. He was wearing a lace black and gold bra, matching suspenders and Brazilian. The eminent psychiatrist was an expert in traumatized women. She had helped hundreds of battered women rebuild their lives. The medical staff that had been observing their new patient were disturbed and concerned about her. Dr. Murphy had offered to consult. They accepted.The doctor scanned the room. It was sterile and bare, like every other room in every other psych ward she'd even been on. Alex was strapped into the bed. Her hair was brushed and clean. Had it been visible, she would have seen. I reached for those perfect boobs, massaging and squeezing them, pinching her nipples.Under all this stimulation, I came quickly spraying another load of cum deep into her body. As I caught my breath, she lay on top of me, while she held my cock in her, massaging and squeezing it. I grabbed her ass cheeks, squeezing them and letting a finger slide between her perfect globes. I had no idea what an asshole felt like, but I should have felt something other than smooth unbroken flesh as my.