This helps me concentrate on not cumming.She moved to the edge of the bed and raised her legs to give me access to her butt hole. I cleaned the pussy ...juice off her ass and probed her sphincter with my tongue. She loves that, and with her fake cock standing straight up in the air she came again. I put my mouth over her vaginal opening and only spilled a couple drops, don’t worry i lapped it up off of her asshole. I then started to prepare her anal “o” for my large cock. I spread some lube on her. She hadn’t slept much last night. The revelations of last night were running in a constant loop through her mind. It would have been nice to have someone to talk to, even Jonathan. She sighs, strips off her clothes, the same ones she wore last night, then steps into the shower.The hot water pours down her face and water, washing away the dirt and grime but not much else. A hand runs over her breasts, down her belly and over the heavy organ hanging lifelessly between her legs. Things have been. Hum dono saath me tv dekhne lge. Remote mere paas hi tha. Raat ko 9-10 bje ka time tha. Mai channel change kr rahi thi tab bich me fashion tv aa gya or usme swimsuit dikha rahe the. Maine jldi se channel change kr diya. Maine dewar ki taraf dekha to wo niche ki taraf dekh raha tha.Fir maine apne dewar ko bola ki mai sone ja rahi hu. Mai sone chali gyi apne room me or unko remote de diya. Maine socha ki sone se pehle toilet kr aati hoon. Bahar aayi to dekha ki mere dewar fashion tv pe wo. He leaned on his forearms and rocked in and out of her. He could feel her gripping his cock as I moved in her. They synchronised our thrusts and she started to moan. Her hands went all over my back causing me to thrust even harder. Her moaning increased and her cervix milked his cock as her legs tightened around him. She held him in a tight embrace as he shot his juices into her."Well that was a pleasant surprise," she whispered. "Your wife was a very lucky woman." She thinks she still is, she.