He quickly replaced my cock in her ass and started fucking her with fast short strokes. Within a minute he was coming up her ass crying out as he did ...so with pleasure until he lay limp on top of her. I was not yet done with the slut so I told him to get off her so I could continue the fun.“Get up there and get her to clean your cock for you.”While he moved up to her face I returned my cock to her ass and began fucking it good and hard. She was not complaining now as he feed his limp cock to her. "Sit up on the table top Kate, facing me."I did as he asked and crawled up onto the table and put one leg on either side of him then watched as he eased his finger inside my pussy. I was leaking all over his finger and I leaned back on my hands and moaned with enjoyment as he finger-fucked my pussy."Yup, you're tight alright and that's a fact!"He bent his head down and I felt his tongue enter me and I thought I was going to die. I loved having my pussy eaten and my husband refused to do it most. I climb between your legs, not removing my finger as I feel a tightening of the rigid walls inside your pussy trying to sneak in the climax you are audibly expressing.“Not quite there Katie,” I whisper as I feel you edging towards orgasm in that magical circle my cock craves. I pull on your swollen nipple and you grunt at the pleasure, wanting it all now.“Not yet.” I pull my finger back partway denying completion of the act. I repeat the denial several more times.“Please Jack! Let me cum!. . they're getting worse." Does she talk about them." I... she doesn't like to. I don't..." Marcus?" she leant forward a little, and he turned away towards the kitchen again, but she caught up to him by the sink. "Hey... you are, you're crying." I can't help her." He turned around, facing her, sliding down the wall to rest in the corner between the sink and the wall."She's going through... God knows what she's going through, and I can't help her. I don't understand what she's feeling." She.