Why couldn't I also lust after him?Today was the third week since the Incident, as the media dubbed the orgy, happened. A few of the victims had organ...zed a support group, and the first meeting was tonight at the Eagles Lodge in downtown Puyallup. I was excited to go.I hoped the stranger would be there; if he showed up, I knew I was going to cheat on my husband. I needed to feel that cock inside me. It was all I could think of at work. I dropped a pen into my pen-cup, my pussy got wet; I poured. Stuff like cock, in, fucking, along with some grunts and groans. She said fucking several times, then it was apparent she was getting ready to come again. I pulled her knees out and drove her pussy down into the mattress while railing the hell out of her wet slit. She kept right up by screaming that I was driving her into the mattress. Finally somewhere in there my phone went dark. Debbie finally realized she was being used and hung up before I unloaded inside of Cynthia. We both took some. It smelled of her. Not just her perfume but actually of her. What she had washed with and her own body'd smell from a days work. I went to lift her jacket off the hanger to get at her blouse better but it slid off the hanger as I did. As I awkwardly tried to put the jacket back on the hanger with one hand (the other still stroking my hard cock), it again fell.This time I noticed a slight bulge in the inside pocket. I slipped my hand in and felt soft lace. Out of the pocket emerged her panties.. " "Yes darling that's the way I want it. Now let's enjoy ourselves. Honey, I need your love so badly. Would you please come suck my pussy? I really feel so sexy and in need of your tongue and sucking lips right now." I did as she wanted. She didn't wait to go to our bedroom, she just hiked her dress up and asked me to pull down her crotch-wet panties. Almost in a flash, she pulled my head in her very wet and slick gamy muff. It was obvious someone had been playing in her pussy. I could assume.