My wifeasks no questions. In fact, she avoids questions. I'vealways believed that if I were to go into Celeste'sprivate room, it would be bare. And sh...e only wantedthe "privacy" arrangement so that I could be Denisewithout hiding my things in the attic or something.And so that I wouldn't be bringing men home andfucking them in our marriage bed.It's very sensible on Celeste's part. She gets whatshe wants. A devoted, efficient, good-looking husbandwho gives her the best fucking in the known. "Don't you think it's going to be hard fighting me with such a massive boner?"I looked down to see she was right. Just then I also noticed next me my partner had giant wet spot in her "genital" area."My new drug creates a chemical effect that will get you so horny that you'll have trouble walking until you get your brains fucked out."Suddenly she blew a red dust on us and all my willpower faded. I HAD to fuck Batgirl or else I'd explode. I was about to try to break free of my traps so i could. She let out a scream and sank her pussy onto my face, rocking as an orgasm washed over her. I felt her icy cream on my chin and tasted the saltiness on my tongue. She lifted herself off my face and licked at my nipples, her cool tongue cooling the burning pain she had inflicted.The black man instructed the women to ‘get her ready for me’ and they both moved back between my legs again, their cool tongues flicking at my clit and my ass once more. I felt two fingers slide into my ass slowly,. Third was, again, years later. Zax was assumed dead. His friends and family were devastated, but Anet ... her heart was emotionally full of cracks as if something heavy struck it, constantly on the verge of shattering, until it did. Luckily he returned right on time to amend it, otherwise she would have suffered an irreversible damage.And now ... was the fourth.No one interrupted the two in the days they spent shut in Liz’s room.For those two nights and two days Anet had not said a thing after.