When he rose from her, the woman released his hand and with it, held her labia apart. She slid first one and then another finger into the centre of he...self and groaned with the pleasure as she pushed them deep. Then, with devilment sparkling in her eyes she held the fingers to him. ‘You filthy whore,’ he murmured, but still took her fingers into his mouth. He made a show of licking each digit, moaning as he did so. His wife smiled and opened her legs wider. ‘Taste me,’ she murmured. ‘Come here. I knew I ought to go to Albert’s but Wendy had taken the car so it meant a bus ride and I found it hard to summon the energy. Eventually I left the house but as I closed my front gate I heard someone call my name. ‘Hello, James. Sorry to hear about your uncle. My mum told me.’ It was Kylie, leaning over her front gate. She was, as usual, revealingly clad, on this occasion in a pair of rather short football shorts and a white shirt that she had cut off just below her huge tits. The shirt was not. “Never seen my bitch fucked like that before,” John smiled, enjoying the mild agony Karen was enduring.“John, you know what I’m like when I’m taking on two cocks, I need more cock!”“You want my big cock, my little fucking bitch of a wife?”“Yes, yes, you know I do!”“I’ll free your hands for a while then you return to being my submissive fucking bitch!”One hand was used for balance while the other stroked his cock. John loved the warmth of her mouth around his long shaft and she was in heaven. She was still sleeping. About 4 in the evening she called up and asked if I could come home early. As it was possible I left office and reached home at about 630 pm. I went straight to her flat. On my way home I had all the thoughts that she must be damn hot and I may get chance to make it with her. When she opened door, I was stunned to see her. She was wearing a sky blue saree with black bra clearly visible from her blouse. I felt my man getting up. Before I could say anything she said I.