We just don’t know.’ But what we did know and got to know for sure when we filed into the crematorium to identify Crystal’s abused and battered...body was that she was undeniably dead. The woman on the cold marble slab whose eyes were discreetly closed and whose skin had already taken on the pale complexion of the recently deceased could be none other than Crystal Passion: the love of my life and the woman to whom I had literally sacrificed everything. Except my life, of course. And I don’t know. As you lay there for a minute you finally look up a minute later as he places money on the table, looks at you and walks out the door that was open the entire time. You lay there until your husband's key hits the lock. He walks in and suspects something, but you tell him nothing happened. He walks away disappointed looking, as you think, what kind of husband likes his wife cheating on him? You stop him and tell him you want him to eat you out. He looks surprised as he willing gets on his knees.. Got did it feel amazing having someone hold you so close. His hands, slowly stroking my side. My head, resting on his chest.As the movie ended, our lips met once again. This time, far more sensual. Slowly kissing every part of my lips. Alex climbed on top of me, our chests meeting, dicks twirling around each other. His lips slowly passed my lips, traveling down my neck, to my chest. He continued downwards towards my pelvis, gently kissing the area around the base of my hardening cock.Slowly. The king seemed to enjoy watching me climax, and I saw his face as through a mist when he leant his head back and moaned. His cock was still deep inside me as I accepted his load with joy. Just when the orgasm began to release its firm grip on me, I felt his throbbing member pulsate up through my depths. He continued to release his load into my sex and was still fucking me as we calmed down and regained control of ourselves. My lungs still ached from the lack of air, and I lay on my back on.