He started pushing into my asshole, fucking me harder as he approached orgasm. He bit his lip, stifling a groan as he went over the edge. I pulled my ...ss off of his softening dick and leaned over him, my cock pointing right at his face. Before long I shot my load onto his face. We made out for a few minutes and then cleaned each other up. Then we pulled the covers over ourselves and went to sleep.We were awoken by a knock on the door. I wrapped a towel around my waist and answered it. It turned. I had a recording going, so all of this nastiness could be uploaded. I felt so nasty as I continued licking the unknown milfs titty squirt residues. I could taste the saltiness left on the device from her naked breasts. I could see her white tit milk mixing with my spit all around my nasty cock as it continued slipping into, sometimes popping into and out of the clear plastic opening. Sometimes it would begin to make slurping sounds as it sucked at my penis, adding to the pervertedness of. I was to meet her in the restaurant at the fancy hotel she was in at 7pm.I walked through the lobby of the hotel following the signs leading me to the restaurant. Down a long hall and after a couple turns I found myself in front of the opening of the restaurant. As soon as I stepped inside I saw my prize sitting at the bar. She had on a simple white dress decorated in brown and gold flowers that perfectly complimented her gorgeous curves and the skin tone shown on her bare shoulders and arms. I. “We ate at Skyline Chili in Cincinnati after we left Angie’s house.”“How is she doing?”“Good, actually. She’s almost back to what amounts to normal for her. But she’s not cured, if that’s what you’re asking.”“I was hoping.”“I’ve held out that hope since her first meltdown. Anyway, how was your talk with Liz? It’s OK to talk in front of Elizaveta and say whatever you want. Consider her my wife, for all intents and purposes.”“Mike...” she said, her voice implying a warning.“I’m not an idiot,” I.