My cock slid from her pussy and I withdrew my thumb. With a couple of firm strokes of my cock, I released my second load on her bum cheeks and lower b...ck as she lay there, panting.I lay down beside Janet and we both caught our breath and listened to our quickly beating hearts. It had clearly been a long time since either of us had enjoyed fulfilling, no holds barred, energetic fucking.Janet’s dog had been very patient while we were fucking each other’s brains out but now made it very obvious. So what do you want me to advise you about?”“I want to ask why women would do that. Why would my wife do that and lie about me.”He chewed his lip and perused the lunch menu.“You know I subscribe to the philosophy of sexual economics.”I did. He had explained the theory one evening at a boring work’s conference.“So in my view, she is joining this group to denigrate husbands for one of three reasons. Which one, I can’t tell without interviewing her, which I presume you don’t want me to do?”I shook. After twenty minutes his head commenced swaying around like an excited cobra. “Sorry, buddy, but I need to visit the toilet?” he soon stated.‘Fuck, yeah,’ I thought, ‘Toilet, my arse.’Much as I yearned for him, I was also delighted by his eagerness. Hopefully, he would still have enough energy to throw a few scraps my way when we visited the sauna.After another twenty minutes, or so, he rejoined me at the counter.“Sorry about the delay,” he said, “But there was a long queue at the. She knew her sister would hex whoever she selected as a matter of course and personality and character were of little interest to her in her desperately deprived sexual system. All she was really interested in was a man that could bury the salami without a lot of fanfare.She suggested to his open mind that they go to bed and start humping right away and moment later she was climaxing in earnest on top of the colorful spread. The man was quite capable and had equipment that was in perfect.