She was still gasping. After three more orgasms that threatened to make her muscles tear through her skin, she was sure she’d never catch her breath... again. She lay limply, wide open, but no longer caring. He had seen every part of her ... had sucked every part of her ... and it was no longer important that she was naked. She opened her eyes to see him taking his shirt off. Her eyes drank in that chest again and she made a little noise in her throat. When he undid his slacks, and pushed them. He was starting to worry his next stop after being released from thehospital would be Gitmo, but Samantha (with a surprise assist fromLoraine ) kept the pressure on to release him, and finally, they let himgo.The two women helped him go home, and when he got there, Samantha said,"I better go. Dee will be waiting for me."Dee?" asked Lorraine."Dee is Samantha's wife," Michael replied.Lorraine shrugged, and said "Oh yes. I remember that being mentionedwhen I was briefed on you two, and Alan as. Each time I was fully back deep in the sex toy, I swear I could feel her tighten her grip around it. Through the wall I could hear her moaning "mmmmmm yeah fuck that fake pussy", as she began to speed up her stroke "smell my panties, imagine it's my wet pussy your fucking" and started pounding my cock with it so much the wall was moving and banging. A minute later, with the gusset of her panties on my tongue I felt myself say "Oh fuck I'm gonna cum baby", I held the gusset firmly to my nose. The bearded giant of a man looked up from behind a counter as she walked a couple of paces across the wooden floorboard, a smile on her face. ‘Hello, Sam,’ she huskily purred. His eyes were wide open in surprise and he put down the magazine he was flicking through and returned her smile. ‘Hello, Missy,’ his deep voice rumbled. ‘Now this is a surprise.’ She stopped halfway between them and swiftly turned back to the door, swinging around the ‘Closed’ sign before turning the key to lock the door..