Michael pulled his wet cock out of my drained wife's loose pussy and flipped her over. He ran his hands under her hips and lifted her ass up so he cou...ld line the fat head of his cock with Andrea's little brown hole. Just as he started pressing this cock in her asshole she half hearty said no please . He ignored her pleas and began working his cock into her butt. Once it was buried in her he let go of her hips and they both feel to the bed. His feet pushed Andrea's legs together and he raised up. She was more aroused than he could ever remember and urged him on with words and body motions.They collapsed together and didn’t speak for a while. Kathy broke the silence with, “That was great. I hope we can do it that way more often.”That set Richard off, he raised up and snarled, “Does it take another cock in you first to get your slut jollies?”She didn’t give an inch, “You can call me a slut if you wish but I’d bet you never had a piece of ass that good in your life.”He had no answer for. Hesoon had a CD playing louder than it should have been and water was runningfor the shower he was always taking these days. It dawned on me that thiswas probably the reason our water and gas bills had increased so over thepast few months. I wrapped up what I was doing and headed upstairs to givehim the news about the game we were going to tonight.The door to his room was open and it then occurred to me that he wasn'taware that I was home. The hallway leading to the bedrooms of our house. I was depressed about Gus so I decided not to jump Lucas. It could wait a few days or even weeks. It might take that long before I felt like myself again. I threw myself into the work routine. It seemed the easiest way to get through the days. Even depressed I didn't want to lie in bed and cry, I wanted to get into some kind of shit. Good or bad didn't matter, just something to break the grind of depression. Depression beats me down; I needed to get my mind off me, and onto something else."What.