That was a mistake. Some sort of noxious effluent rolled and slopped in my stomach and a sickening nausea shot up into my mouth and nose. Waves of que...siness flowed through me. Next to me, snoring, was a giant potbellied rat. It’s face didn’t look familiar. I tried pulling myself up but hit my head on the bottom of unseen bench. Rubbing my sore head, I looked around. I seemed to be under a table in the darkened common-room of some sort of dingy inn. Sleeping, snoring and murmuring forms were. “Let us change, and we’ll all go with you,” Chris told her. We quickly collected our guys, changed clothes, and were ready to go in a few minutes. It turned out that the gym in the basement was very well outfitted, and we had it to ourselves on a Saturday afternoon. By the time we left the gym a few hours later, we were all in need of a shower, but we felt better than we had in a while, plus we were also hungry again.Sunday, we worked out again for a short time early in the morning before going. My wife usually spanks me at least once a week, so I was used to the routine. The spanking would take place in the living room, and I first had to take off all of my clothes in front of her. Then it was over her knee for a hand spanking. After about five minutes of the hand spanking, I am let up and then I have to bend over the sofa or a chair to be paddled by various other spanking implements. I always need to stay in position during the second half of the spanking because if I rise up or. "And I was.I just needed a few deep hard strokes.I again wiggled my ass.This time though Cory took that as permission to finger my ass as it slid rather easily inside.I winced slightly, the lack of lube giving me a slight burn. I loved anal sex, but usually that included a lot of lube.But my son's cock fucking my cunt, and his finger fucking my ass had me close to eruption, as the thrill of doing something so naughty with my husband literally inches away somehow enhanced my desire.I closed my.