No, it was the state of them that stunned him. They were wet; not just wet, they were wet and sticky from cum. Her scent-their scent; the scents from ...heir fucking filled his nostrils. Claire had been fucked; fucked by another man. Claire had allowed another man to fuck her! Claire had given herself to another man. Tim had been cuckolded. “I’m sorry that I am in such mess,” she told him. “He did have rather a lot of cum.” “Y......y......you let him fuck you then?” he said, stating the. "I am truly flattered, but I don't follow orders well at all," I said."Now that is true, but you do give them well. Let's talk tomorrow, say10 AM at that breakfast house everyone here is raving about?" he asked."To be here by 10AM you would have to leave at 6AM," I said."Yes, why is that a problem for you?" he asked."It just seems an awfully long way to drive for breakfast," I said."If the food is as good as my people say, it isn't all that far. Maybe I can recruit your friend as well." He said. Cradling me against him that way, he carried my lusty, curled-up, ninety six-pound frame to the bedroom and lowered me to the bed, then he lowered his lips to my pussy. "Oh yes, YES!" I yelped as his tongue hit my clit. I unfolded and shook as I came. He was still standing at the foot of the bed, bent over me with his cock waving above my face as he bent to savor my pussy. The backs of my thighs were resting against the backs of his arms. He shifted to let me flop my legs on the bed,. As he did he would reach out and tug on my bra or panties here and there. Since he wasn't attacking me, and I was still under the influence of whatever he had given me, I never paid any attention. Until I realized that he had gotten my bra undone and it was falling off of me. I tried to stop at that point but his words and the music and how I was feeling made me easily do what he wanted me to do.Pretty soon my panties followed my bra and we were dancing with him dressed and me naked. His hands.