Given how rough she was fucking my face, would she come at my ass like a battering ram? Instead, she walked away to the bathroom. I heard water runnin...g and soon she was back with a warm washcloth which she rubbed against my ass. "Gotta have you kissing sweet," she purred. She got up on the bed and leaned forward, kissing and licking my backside. She ran her tongue up and down my perineum, licking my scrotum and then flicking across my asshole. Then she sank her tongue in my ass, fluttering. As we pulled in the motel parking, my heart was pounding and cock was rising and throbbing. For being sure that he was under no compulsion and wanted to get this meeting going, I told him that we do not have to go in if he did not want it. We could just forget the whole thing and I shall drop him back where I picked him. It was totally up to him and he simply answered that he wanted to and also gave me the special kinky look, making me happy. I put my hand on his thigh and gave it a quick. Should I continue?" She looked up at me."No. I will need that cum for the others this evening. We need to shower and get ready for the others to arrive for dinner."We were up and out of bed; the water was warmed up in a few moments and we started to scrub on each other. It was when Trish was in front of me when nature called and my bladder started to release. Before I knew what was happening she was on her knees drinking from me. Yep, that confirmed it; she had been a slave at one point in her. Watching her suffer is a guilty pleasure I’ve only just discovered. But it isn’t erotic.I’m about to receive my first enthusiastic blowjob from my wife. Even if we all know the enthusiasm will be faked. But no one is being fooled here. She’s doing this to please Jim, not me. Strangely, now that I’ve come to realize what a lie my life has been, now that my wife’s duplicity has been discovered, I have suddenly lost interest.I almost pushed her away. But then I saw the loathing, the disgust.