A coroner would come and swab her. Finding bodily fluids and minute traces of semen. Poor girl the coroner would think and put her on a gurney to be c...ut open and examined. But, as fate would have it, nothing happened. I couldn’t even feel him behind me anymore. I turned over and slowly sat up. He lay at an awkward angle. His neck violently snapped to the right of him. What I saw next was even more disturbing. A man. A beautiful, haunting man with his face buried in my fathers neck. I heard. Bend me over the desk. Fuck my ass for real. I did as she asked, never leaving the velvet vice of her ass. She leaned over the desk resting on her for arms, legs tight together, her sphincter locked around my cock. I gripped her hips, locking her in place and started the slow pumping that would be certain to bring about my final explosion. She moaned and her head dropped to the desk as I gained speed. She was up on her toe tips, optimizing her alignment with my thrusts. I picked up speed,. "my husband really enjoys this brian. you can try too if you like" as she stood up, i slowly spread my legs and bent at the knees pressing my panties up against her lace top stocking and slowly sliding up and down. brian watched for a moment, then followed along. the moment his **** touched her stocking, he let out another huge moan. "oh god. oh **** this feels so good" he blurted out. "im glad you like it brian" my wife said as she slowly took my hand and placed in on her *****. i began to run. Shit, I have to go again and I don't have time to clean up. I've got barf on me but at least I manage to get everything into the bowl. I wipe my ass and there is Jenna on her knees with a warm wash cloth cleaning me up. She dries me off with a towel and helps me back to the bed. My head is killing me. Everything is killing me."I'll be back. I need to go into the bathroom to clean up the rug."I don't have the energy to stay awake.It's getting dark. It's still light enough for me to see a glass.