I could just kill the bastard who did this to her.I didn’t really know just what to say. I held her hand and gave it a reassuring kiss. I asked the...usually dumb question, are you ok, how are you feeling, anything that I can get for you, etc. She just look at me and tried to smile, but I could see that it cause her pain to do that.“Can you tell me just how this happened?” I asked her with some concern in my voice.“I have not told anyone what happen, not even the police,” She responded with. My wife likes to mess with certain people sexually. She gets off on it. Her idea behind this is she sucks him so well because she knew about how sensitive his mushroom head is he will not be able to fuck her or me for that matter and I will have gotten all the pleasure from him by fucking and cumming in him. When we told him about the rule he agreed to it. So she started sucking his cock while I fucked him from behind. She did not hold back and let him cum in her mouth as often as he wanted. "You didn't say that, did you?"Sherrie enjoyed her discomfort for a second."Of course not, you big dummy! I'm surprised my scream didn't wake you. I must have said yes twenty times before he got me to stop. And the three round record I told you about? It went to four."She left them and didn't say anything to Charley, it was theirs to tell.They ate quietly, all lost in thought, before David started talking."Charley, can I ask a favor?" Sure, son. What's on your mind?" he replied absently,. “I owe you,” she whispered as I closed the door and locked the car.“I think you’ve already paid,” I said as we walked inside.“Not yet...” Lia answered, making me wonder what she had in mind to add to her little partial striptease in the layby.“No? Then I await the next instalment with interest,” I said, taking her hand in mine as we went up to the bar, confirmed our reservation, and were ushered towards one of the little booths that stretched all the way back along the one side of the pub,.