.." I repeated, still not understanding. "Yes," Steve agreed. "Steve is my husband," Jenny clarified. "Your husband?" I shouted. I could feel panic...race through my nerves. I thought of the load of cum, I'd just deposited only minutes ago into this man's wife. What if he found out? Shit! He'd probably kill me. "It's okay," Jenny said, observing the look on my face. "He knows." "He does?" I asked. "What does he know?" "Everything," Steve answered. "There are no secrets between us." . I looked down. She looked up. I looked up too. She was smiling and asked me if she could touch my cock again. “Hold on” I told her. “Wasn’t I going to get a chance to feel our breasts?” “Oh that’s right” she said. “Yeah, go on and do it.” I raised up her silky gown. My hormones grew and I could not wait to see them in the flesh. She was so darn skinny I couldn’t believe I was doing this but I was. God, she had great curves for being so skinny. I mean it too. I pulled the gown over her boobs.. Having rested during his torture of my clit, leaving me no time to recover, Jason rose up on locked elbows and began to drive hard into my ass again. I was numb below the waist to everything but my abused clit and barely felt the renewed driving thrusts of his cock. I had the strength to only lie there and moan as my orgasm crested a final time and began to subside. Jason had already come twice only a short time before and seemed capable of pile driving his cock into me forever. I was. His tongue flicking the head of my cock on the up strokes and stopping right at the end of my cock on the down strokes. In less than a minute, I had deduced that this was by far the best blow job I'd ever received. He pulled out his thick, uncut, yet somewhat small, black cock out and started stroking himself while sucking me. I watched as he pulled his foreskin back and forth, completely covering and uncovering his thick cock with it. I could feel the back of his throat as he gagged on my.