"Mike where are you?" "Come here Mike i have something for you." As Mike walked in, his eyes bug out when he saw my wife. Don't worry she said, my hus...and is not here and he won't be back today.For a while he seemed to not know what to say and just stood there with his mouth opened. She walked over to him andput her arms around him and started kissing him. Mike stepped back. "Did you know am a married man?", he said. That is alright. "I am a married woman." "Honey you know you've been wanting. I am his mother, after all.I’d been aware, naturally, that I was a Gunther target. Especially since Hank Morristown had been murdered. But an intellectual consciousness is different from being fucking shot at.Before I’d been alert. Aware of my surroundings. Careful in my movements.The problem now is ... how the fuck to be hypersensitive and not lose my edge. Full, focused concentration can be maintained for only so long.Ash Collins had decided against a media blackout. He kept me anonymous. She moaned and thrashed in orgasm, her eyes partially closed as the tremors and quakes of her climax overtook her body and she shook and trembled. Her buttery liquid was seeping down her legs and as the convulsions were subsiding, he heaved and gritted his teeth since her sphincter muscles clenched his cock and trapped it within her. He moaned and threw his head back, his bulging muscles grew taut as he shot his thick cum inside, filling her up with a seemingly endless stream. He stood there a. She fluttered her tongue and nipped my swollen labia. I locked my ankles together and slammed upward. My hands gripping the sides of the hard wooden table I ground against her now glistening face. She put two fingers together and slid them into my tightness. They sliced and drove deeper, higher and suddenly she parted them, stretching me, a dull ache as her knuckles rocked over my swollen lips. Her mouth concentrated on my clit, toothless bites, soft rubbery nibbles. I could feel her humming in.