Unfortunately, it wouldn’t be a happy ending just yet.When we got back home we couldn’t keep up the routine of fucking five times a day. We were b...th busy, and it was draining, literally. I was barely jerking off anymore because I needed to save myself to satisfy Jaclyn. Sometimes if I came home from work too tired she would finger herself to orgasm without me. She was practically addicted. I tried my best to keep up, but sometimes I just couldn’t. I’d try eating her out, but I think she could. ” So I started playing pool and she went to do her mission.I was only fleetingly paying attention of her sitting near the crowd of six guys, I didn’t want to be caught looking. I could barely pay attention on whether I was stripes or solids thinking about what to put my wife through next. After the game was over, she and I left the bowling alley.On the car ride home, I asked her how it went. She said that they didn’t really pay much attention to her, which was a drag. However, she eventually. "Oh, please... just fuck me," she pleaded. "Please..."I thrust my hips forward and drove the whole eight inches of thick, swollen meat deep into her. She gasped loudly. I pulled back slowly and thrust again. She groaned as the thick pole pounded into her, then whimpered as it slowly pulled back."Are you ready?" I asked teasingly."Oh, yes..."I drove my cock deep and pumped my hips quickly, hearing her whimper as I furiously fucked her. I stopped for a moment and moved upwards as I lowered her. She went to bed.The weather was sultry. A bout of late autumn sunshine following on from a week’s rain meant the city felt damp. In Allison’s bedroom, with windows closed it was stuffy but she knew that leaving them open would mean a chilly early morning.Allison lay, unable to settle, pulling her duvet over herself and pushing it off again at regular intervals as she tried to get to sleep.She was resigning herself to spending an uncomfortable night. It wasn’t as uncomfortable as Gordon would be.