Leanna’s perfume has permeated the sheets and I’d been sleeping in that bed overnight so I could smell her scent and feel closer to her when she w...sn’t there. None of that was conducive to not getting caught and ending up divorced so, I had some fixing up to do. Anyway, it turns out that Leanna’s husband was very medicated and never had a clue that his wife was walking around in panties that were oozing with my sperm as it trickled out of her snatch that evening. Lea later told me that it. Soon she came with a loud moan. I continued banging her tight cunt. She was holding my back tightly and digging her nails everywhere she could reach. I increased the speed and soon released my cum inside her and lied next to her on the bed relaxed. We slept for some time.Then she woke up after 20 minutes and told me that the fucking session was fantastic. Before starting our second innings, she went to the toilet and came back and sat beside me.I kissed her forehead and lips. Her boobs were. I got the impressionhe had to drink a bit each night to help him cope with what he had toput himself through. I suppose he was making sensible choices withregard to drink driving, but I wondered if a repercussion of the cursewas that he was now an alcoholic.Were he, I thought perhaps a combination of my skills as Dr Alex Turner,and nurse Alex Moore, could help get him off it. But that was definitelya problem for future me; because I had much more pressing concerns rightnow.We didn't speak much. Not only in the 'oh thank God, I really had to piss like a racehorse' sense but also, she realized with a bit of concern, in a sexual sense.Not quite so good that it would be enough to make herself come or anything, but the longer she pissed the harder it was to deny - she was unmistakably getting a real sexual charge out of taking her morning piss. She shuddered lightly as the firehose flow finally wound down to a small deluge and then stopped completely, and she shuddered again - harder -.