“Yes, honey.” Julie tried to keep the flutter out of her voice. “Don’t come in, I know how you feel about blood. We’re … um … cleaning h...m up.”“You’ve been in there a long time, Jules.” George leaned against the door, but didn’t try the handle. It was true, he couldn’t stand the sight of blood. “It was a nasty scrape, and Danny also turned his ankle.” Julie pushed back against Daniel’s swollen penis ever so slightly as she talked to her husband. Goodness, gracious he had a brute of a thing. A. But Eddie never was able to make her come, not even once. She would fake it so he wouldn’t feel bad, when they were newlyweds. Later she just gave up on enjoying sex with Eddie and just let him do his business and then go to sleep. It was getting hard to concentrate, again, whose cock was she sucking and when was she gonna get some delicious come? Quickly pulling the cock from her mouth, she screamed, ‘Oh! Oh my. Ohhhh Mmmmmyyyyy Gaaaaddddd!’ The bimbo grabbed Eddie’s head and held it in place. Kathy gasped as his finger found her tightly puckered shit-hole and then began to burrow deeply into the tight, buttery grip of her quivering anus"Unnggghhh! Oh, Billy! Billy, that feels so good! Jack off my asshole, lover! Play with my shit-hole! Fuck my juicy cunt!" Billy did as his mother asked, gliding his finger all the way up her shit-tunnel, then darting his finger rhythmically in and out. Kathy humped with all the energy in her loins, moaning as she felt her pussy spew fuck-oils around. After his second visit to the toilet, we finished our drinks and left for my apartment. Lance departed the following morning after breakfast, as usual.Later that afternoon I got a call from Lance asking if he could bring over pizzas for dinner. I agreed, somewhat reluctantly, but as I had nothing planned that evening I wasn’t too perturbed.At around nine Lance asked if he could buy me a drink at the bar we had visited the previous evening. I agreed and we set off on the ten minute walk.Not long.