"It's just a concept. You don't actually need to smoke."I cleaned up and called him in for dessert, a chocolate cream pie. I didn't make it myself, th...t would be just a bit too domestic. But I know guys like chocolate, and I read it puts everybody in the mood. He had two slices which made me happy with my choice.I led the way to the living room. I tried to start my dessert with some kissing. He preferred conversation."Did you ever have a really good meal in a fine restaurant?" Of course."I did. I pumped Wendys ass slowly and felt one, two, three more loads of my cum squirt into her ass.Oh, mother fucker that was so fucking good. Wendy put a finger in her gaping ass scooping out some cum and rubbing it her pussy hair.I like a mans dried cum on my pussy hair. It makes me feel dirty. I went over to my wife who looked a little worse for wear and tear. Anitas hair was a mess, lipstick also messy, her pleated panties pulled up high around her waist. Her tank top on, a strap down her arm. . well ... one thing led to another." He stopped. "It was an accident, but we love each other, Mandy. And I guess we just never stopped." What about my father?" she asked. "Did you do that when she was going out with him?" I didn't even know she WAS going out with anybody," he said. "She told me it was a one night fling ... that she'd been kicking up her heels, and had decided that it was highly overrated. Then you came along, and she needed help with you sometimes, and she never dated after. I had no choice but to swallow some of it and as he hands released my head i moved back allowing his cock to spring free from my mouth. I was coughing and some of his cum had finished up on my face, he smiled down at me and handed me a folded handkerchief which i took and wiped his cum from my face. He was looking down at me and his cock was growing limp but it still had cum dripping from it, he held it in his hand and squeezed it forcing the last of the cum from it. Thank you he said, and i.