Cool breeze coming in her room, ‘their room’.Opening her eyes with a wide smile of satisfaction that yesterday she was fucked by a man who is ‘h...r husband’.“From today a new life awaits you Anamika, get up and make your life.” He was seen nowhere when she woke up. She was only covered by a blanket, and she can feel a pain of pleasure down in her body. She smiled again.She got up. Covering herself with that blanket only and glances herself in the same mirror in which she was admiring herself. " He wrapped his arms around her."If you knew what I've done," she sobbed, "you wouldn't say that." His arms felt good. For a moment, she felt secure, but knew she didn't belong there. Ryan had cheated, but she had done more than have a quick affair. She had defiled her marriage."I drove you to it," he said. "You're only human. God, I've been a bastard these last months." He brought his mouth to hers."Oh, Ryan," she sighed. She parted her lips, eagerly accepting his warm mouth. "Mmmmmm."Ryan's. The next two days were a little like trying to tiptoe barefoot across a room where five pounds of thumbtacks have been spilled. You try to pick a path that seems least likely to result in pain. At the same time, you have to get across the room - go about your routine business.In other words, it stayed complicated. I was honestly relieved to know who the father of Chrissy’s baby was. More to the point, I was relieved that it wasn’t somebody other than Bobby. But that didn’t mean I approved of a. It was bliss – just fucking wonderful, different to a woman sucking you. It was more understanding, the right pressure and pleasure was applied – strangely perfect. Then C gave me her breasts to suck and I was in heaven.So there I was, a hetro male sucking on a lovely milky tit with my cock being sucked by a guy – and enjoying it. As I disengaged from her tit I noticed Jon’s cock was rock hard – so I kissed it and it popped into my mouth so I sucked it like I was sucking my own – Jon.