I was stroking or maybe she was, and I slapped her pussy. She erupted. More, more, she said. And that began to be a regular thing with us. Me slapping...her breasts, and her pussy.What she loved most – I'd honestly say, more than even vaginal sex – was me turning her over my lap and getting her ass cherry-red from spanking. She could have a nice cum just from that, and then she'd fall to her knees and begin giving me the most exquisite blow job. I rested my hand on the back of her head, just to. The majority of it hit her bush, some of it dripped down onto the dresser. She grabbed his hard member with her small hand, squeezing another drip out of the top and onto her hand. She smiled at him and he kissed her. She continued to hold his cock as they kissed for a moment. Ashley got off the dresser and cleaned herself with some tissue. She then wiped off the dresser. Keenum sat back on the bed, doing up his pants as he recovered. He watched her as she took off her cum stained shirt. This. She loved that feeling. She clasped her arms around his back and pulled him down. He lay there cheek against her cheek, panting so hard she feared his lungs would burst. Panting out eventually. ‘God. That was sweet revenge.’ She could not speak for minutes afterwards. He kept muttering words. ‘Lovely.’ ‘Wonderful.’ And now, when she could at last speak and think, she answered, trying to control her shaking voice. ‘You took your revenge well Sir.’ ‘Aye, and you took it damn well Lady! What a. It was just after entering the tight sheath of my wife’s tight pussy that we both noticed something was different or should I say, felt. As I was buried balls deep, my cock was growing, I can’t explain it but we both felt it was growing in Length and in its Circumference, I was just about to pull out but Renee stopped me and whispered in my ear, “Leave it in, let’s see what happens”. Well, I wasn’t about to argue since it was feeling very good, as a matter of fact,.