She was laying there just like I put her and I got her up and helped her to the car. She was still stone dead to the world. I got her home, carried he... to the bedroom and started removing her clothes. I was going to have another marathon fuck when I noticed something unusual. She had stuff all over her cunt. Her cunt is half shaven and it looked like there was something on it. I turned on the overhead light and I was shocked beyond belief. She had a ton of some guy's cum dripping out from her. After pulling his pants back on, Paul took my place in the armchair and watched as I moved over to her and stood over her head, wanking furiously, only lasting moments before I shot my load all over her face and hair. Bra and sweater. I had no idea how I was going to clean her up, but at that moment that was the last thing on my mind. Ropes of cum exploded from me, shooting over her lips, eyes, into her hair, and over her chest. She looked like a total slut.I looked at my innocent wife and. At that moment, Randy was at home masturbating, having no idea that another man's face was buried between Erica's naked thighs, lapping at her delicious treasure, while she had her eyes closed, loving every second of it. Jason licked far inside her needy pussy, licking up to her clitoris again. He sucked her clit into his mouth and lapped at it mercilessly. "OHHH!" she moaned loudly, writhing her crotch in his face. Jason pushed down his shorts and underwear, kicking them off, freeing his. By the time John and his gang of closest males showed up, she was buzzed. Todd was among them. Grace went and got John’s cake, and everyone sang. Grace didn’t stick around long after the song. She only allowed John to hug her before she fled back to the kitchen. She clung to the counter, allowing herself to panic. Her breathing escalated and her eyes darted around the room wildly, finally landing on the doorway. ‘Alright, you’re being ridiculous, he’s not even going to talk to you again.’ Her.