You pulsed your tongue inside his asshole, thrusting it round and forwards, sending sparks of excitement through his body. Your senses were in overdri...e, aware of his hairy thighs and muscular ass cheeks, his scent, his hairy groin, his maleness, his control.“Eat that ass, fucker” he instructed and you ate, feeling at home in his most personal place, grateful that he had given you the opportunity to service and pleasure him. Minutes passed as you strove to satisfy his pleasure, feeling your own. She faintly whispered, “Oh God no”, as shudders racked her body. I roughly squeezed her tits and pressed into her as her orgasm subsided. “You really are a nice little fuck Sanjana,” I whispered into her ear. “You fucking bastard I hate you.”I pulled out of her and turned her around. I grabbed her hair and forced her to her knees. “Clean me off bitch,” I spat at her.Her lips were red and full even more now since she had been crying. The sight of her on her knees was wonderful. I placed my cock. When her phone chirped, Fran stepped out to take the call, and I took the opportunity to brush my teeth and rinse my mouth with the bottle of mouth wash, thoughtfully provided by the hospital – which would probably cost me hundreds of dollars when the bill was itemized.Fran bustled back bringing a straight chair with her, took a seat beside me, and then said, "What were you thinking? Really. Why did you think to chase my God Daughter away, and take on a platoon of heavily armed, terrorists,. Now my husband has been away for 5 months and he was going to come home and he had to come back for something and I don’t know until this day which was 15th of May and he left in January and I got a phone call on the 13th of May from him and my son was out visiting a friend and I got the phone call saying he would be home on the 15th and he’ll be here for 3 months and I said “ok honey see you then” with a bit of why the fuck is he coming back for and then my son came home and I told him and he.