” He then grabs me by the hair and pulls me out of my wife’s gloriously used snatch and turns my head toward him. “I’ve got plenty more where ...hat came from.” He slowly brings my head toward his leaking cock that still smelled of a mixture of my wife’s pussy and his cum. I had never thought of doing anything like this before but right then I didn’t care. He was right, I wanted more of his cum and I felt that if my loving wife could suck and fuck this man, so could I. I reach over for the first. "You're correct. Lay on your stomach," I ordered her as she let go of my dick. She rolled over and lay on her stomach while I mounted her. I spread her legs as far as they would go and dipped my fingers inside her pussy to scoop out some of my remaining cum. I once again applied pressure to her puckered star until it gave way to my intruding digit. My finger made it's way into her ass easier than the previous time. I began working my lubed finger in and out of her ass before adding a second. That's fine. Just have fun." She says reassuringly.You expected that to be a turn off but her passively demeaning you like that got you even more excited.The trusting pace continues. You are letting out most of the moans of pleasure but she occasionally signals her own pleasure.You make sure to pull out as your spew of cum lands all over the floor. She blows a load out of her cock as well onto the wall of the counter.Without a word she hands you your items and you were out the door. You notice. .. his sperm... his semen. He saw her lips, wet with the stranger's juice and the drops of cum on her chin. "Nasty cock sucker... nasty cock sucker." Then her swollen sex lips flashed into his head. He saw her legs spread and the juice running from her hole. In spite of his seeming revulsion, his penis throbbed and squirted more pre-cum juice into his already saturated underwear.Chris dozed off sometimes late that night. It was not a restful sleep, but one filled with images of sex. He saw the.