That raw and open hole needed to be filled again!"Stick it back inside him, fuck him," I ordered Ken who gladly obliged, getting back on the bed behin... my husband and sliding his cock back up Rick's ass. The look on Rick's face was priceless as Ken's cock once again entered and filled him. Reaching around and holding my husband's ass wide open as it was being plowed like this, feeling the hard male flesh grazing against my fingertips as it thrust inside, those words came back to me -- his. My nose pressed against her asshole, which set as the perfect collection spot for Mark’s cum as parts of it leaked from my wife. After a few minutes she said, “I’m ready for you to cum.” My wife pulled her pussy from my mouth. Some parts of my face dry and glazed, while others, in particular my mouth and nose, still very much wet. “Can I go in you?” I asked softly.“No you can’t,” my wife said. “I’m kind of sore and I had really good sex with Mark and I want to remember the thought of it.” . She didn’t mind, me coming late. She was wearing a yellow-orange colored, figure hugging, Salwar suit with floral designs on it. It was utterly delicious sight [to give you a picture, imagine Katrina Kaif in same Salwar suit]. Since pts coming for phototherapy were few, we had a lot of time and for the sake of which we started talking. She was such an orator compared to herself being quiet that there was no room for me in our conversation. After a while a pt came, a girl in her late teens, with. He answered, “Hello, this is Dexter.”“This is Jeff Mertzer from the detective agency.”“I just got a call that my office blew up,” Dexter said.“I called to tell you that, and to let you know that we’ve got video of a man going into your office, last night. We’re going to forward it to the police,” Jeff said.“Talk to Detective ... oh ... what’s his name ... uh ... Detective Klingon? ... Kingston? ... Kinsey? ... something like that,” Dexter said finding that his memory wasn’t working all that.