The frenzy continued for a minute or so then there was silence, I crept back to bed and waited for her to return, contemplating the thought that I had...just encouraged my girlfriend to fuck another man in our own home. Minutes ticked by and still no sign of her and I had the sinking feeling that she had fallen asleep then a murmur, a whisper, then sucking sounds. And it was clear that what had gone before was just a warm-up, I got of the bed with the intention of going in there and watching, but. I was fast loosing control.Max was now sexually agitated too, his fat glossy cock wagging obscenely in my face. Instinctively I cupped my mouth over it. It felt like heaven.His snout gnawed into my cunt, his teeth nipping my clit, his tongue slurping my juice. I was near to the point of climax and sweating profusely.With a fervent cry I knelt hurriedly on all fours for Max to mount me.Max needed no prompting from me. With a cursory sniff at my cunt, he was on me. Oh that sensation of contact;. Itwas still plenty weird sometimes, but at least a familiar strangeness atthis point.No, something else was different this morning. I wasn't much of a morningperson and it took my barely roused brain time to collect together mythoughts and the sensations. First it was too bright. My bedroom windowsfaced to the west and the morning sun was wonderfully subdued in themorning. I was also naked, and I never slept naked. Just as I wasfiguring this out, I heard a groan and a big arm flew up and over. I was in bed feigning sleep when she came upstairs. She went straight to the shower, mumbling. I "woke up" and asked her what happened. She said she'd been startled by a raccoon and slipped and fell in the mud. It was a convenient excuse not to come near me and to throw her clothes straight into the washer. Now I was sure she was washing off evidence, and she'd explain away any bruises by her "fall."The next day, Willy put in a special request chit for a duty swap on Saturday, four days away.