I quickened my pace. She took a big breath. Then grunted “oh”. She exhaled. Then She inhaled again and grunted “oh again. This was repeated a fe... times before her orgasm took over.“Oh God, yes. Oh God yes,” she nearly screamed. “Don’t stop!”As if I would stop now. The pressure build inside me until it just had to be released. I exploded inside her. Filling her inside with my cream with several jets of the milky fluid. Even though she had clamped around my rod I kept up my pace. She relaxed for. She was wearing a low cut shirt that in the midst of her falling asleep on the couch it slid down to reveal her bra. As I got closer I could see part of her nipple above her bra.I was already hard from earlier and wanted to do something. I didn't want to wake her so I figured I would just stroke my dick in front of her and when I was about to cum I would go to the restroom, bust in a tissue and go to bed.Well I got to stroking and it was feeling so good that I started to get daring, I would. Fuck my mouth you big stud. Teach me about man sex. I need your tool stuffed back down my throat.”“Typical,” Jake replied. “Blame your problems on your wife’s pussy. It’s obvious you have far deeper concerns. Lucky for you, my cock is long enough to probe your deepest issues and unlock your pent up sexual frustrations.”With that, Jake the psychologist crammed his fuckstick back down my eager throat, his rod filling my thirsty mouth. I opened wide, sticking my tongue out to lick his low hanging. Cum exploded from his mouth and nose, covering Her entire crotch with Her own seed, but his eyes maintained that ever-present look of lust and ecstasy. On the other side of the bed, more of Her seed flowed rapidly out his ass, the translucent white liquid looking for any route of escape from its fleshy container. Tor Endril laid completely limp on the bed, his body unable to regulate any of its typical functions. He was still alive, She knew, but it would be several minutes before he regained.