It was expected…I had lost count how many puddles we had made. She turned around and grinned at me, kissing me and holding me tight, my cock pressed... against her white and blue stomach. We kissed and held for almost 30 minutes before she jumped back onto the table, spread her legs, and pulled my ass into her, jamming my cock deep into her pussy once more. We fucked facing each other, and almost laughing at our strange expressions as I yet again fucked more of my love juice deep into her sex.. I propped my foot up on his bathroom counter. I wet a towel and started wiping away the crusty cum mess. "Hey I wasn't done with you yet." He said coming up behind me. "Just a sec-" He cut me off, pushing my upper body forward and ramming into my ass in one motion. My foot still firmly in place on the counter top."Ugh!" he groaned as his balls slapped against my pussy."Oh shit!" I yelled out in pain and pleasure.He tore my ass open without care. I liked it. "It’s so fuckin tight!" "Well stretch. Was this what it looked like when I fucked the coach? It was good. "Fuck coach," James said, "You're so fucking good at sucking cock, I didn't know you were gay," I'm not gay," the Coach responded, releasing James' cock from his mouth and then gesturing towards his wedding ring, "I just love sex, anytime, anywhere, with anyone." How long have you been sucking cock Coach? You're a fucking expert," James said."Only a few days," he responded, "Since your buddy over there turned 18," he said. I was currently unemployed, so I was going to be really bored with my husband gone.I took Roger to the airport in the morning and came back home to finish unpacking. It was around noon when I decided to go to the store to get some groceries. As I was leaving the apartment I noticed the building maintenance guy staring at me as I walked down the hall towards him. He was on a ladder changing a light bulb. As I approached, he came off the ladder and reached out his hand for me to shake. I was not.