I pulled out of her pussy, lifted her legs a bit higher, rubbed the head of my cock over her asshole and pushed, not knowing exactly how she was going...to react. At first, she didn’t respond much but by the time the head of my cock was barely in her rear opening she started pushing against me again. I fucked her ass harder and harder and when I announced that I was about to come she bucked against me wildly and told me she wanted my cum in her ass. I was hoping at that point that there would be. I want him to take it as his own. Feeling his beard on my neck, smelling his skin and cologne and feeling his wet fingers inside my pussy once again causes my body to surge with desire. He knows that dirty talk and saying my name puts me over the top. He says my name and that he wants his pussy to cum for him. I say yes baby, my pussy is all yours and cum once again. He wants to eat me again but I can't hold back anymore, I have to have his thick hairy cock and balls in my mouth. He lays back. I could see Robert's seed starting to ooze out of my wife. So I got on top of her and slipped my dick in her sloppy cunt. I came pretty soon, due to the feeling of cum from another guy in her pussy. I then asked her face-to-face if Robert was a better fuck than I was. She looked at me and said, "What's it with you? You want me to fuck another man, and then when I fuck him, you're worried that he's a better fuck than you are? It's a little late for that now. You should have thought of that. Rita, I still assumed it was Rita, placed a sleeping mask over my eyes. It was heavy. A bag filled with some small grain like rice, slightly warm and not uncomfortable, but sealing my eyes closed with no chance of a stray flicker of light impinging on my sight. I could see the burst of colors behind my eyelids that always accompanies pressure on the eyes—mostly reds and oranges with tinges of blue fading into the black at the edges. Gradually the color subsided and there was no signal sent to.