When the door closed again I shot my tongue out and licked the smelly anal area voraciously, savoring the funky smell of an unwashed butthole and then...kissed both asscheeks as I moaned.I grunted and slid my tongue up her raw asshole and tasted a light coating of fecal matter. I quickly lapped it out and ate it and moaned and slurped as I licked all around her flushed and exposed asscrack. I was lapping her butthole in pleasure and kissing her ass and she seemed to enjoy it greatly wiggling. I was thinking about how all this happened. I was stupid to not see this coming. Sure DP will be fun, I'll get a piece. Yeah right. I was the only idiot that thought that. I was sure now. Could be this idea had already been talked about when I first agreed to it. Well, I readied myself to enjoy the show. Let's do it, Ray said as he climbed off my wife. Greg positioned himself on his back and pulled my wife on top of him. I watched as she sank down on his big cock. Ray was busy putting on a. That was where the Army's anal retentive nature kicked in. Once we were flagged, they had to follow through. Someone, somewhere would ask questions. So they kept Sheila's work computer and gave us a nanny, but they threw us a bone. Sergeant Johnson was probably neither a Sergeant nor a Johnson, but he had a car.He took us to our room, which was likely for mid level VIPs. We were not allowed to touch our bags while they were in transit, but they were left with us when the door closed. I was not. I satup and saw that Karen had been drinking some wine - over a half bottle. Her glass was still onthe table and I poured myself some. I downed the wine, and saw the clothes on the table thatI had on yesterday. That's weird; don't recall that I emptied it on the sofa table? I noticed herbedroom door wasn't all the way shut, and some light came from the crack. I walked overthere silently on my nylon tippy toes. I looked through the crack......And saw Karen on the bed. Leaning with her back.