Pleasure and pain fought a battle inside her body. Pleasure won and the orgasm made her whole body shake. Suddenly his grip on her hair loosened. He s...opped biting down on her flesh as his mouth rested on her neck. He stopped thrusting. He pulled out. “No,” she thought. For a second nothing but her heavy breathing was audible. She felt relieved as the pain stopped. And she felt anguish as the pleasure stopped. The pleasure stopped... she didn't want him to stop! She felt a panic become master. Then he starts licking down my belly. you come to my mouth and push your hard cock in (mmmmmm) you keep fucking my mouth as greg finds his way to my pussy, he starts licking the cream away, biting and sucking on my clit (mmmmmmmmmmmmm) i start sucking you harder, im getting so close to cumming. when greg puts his tongue in my pussy, i lose it and start cumming. that makes you cumm, you pull out and cumm over my face. you untie me and help me up. i make the drinks and serve them to you and greg.. This was soon broken by my wife's voice, moaning in pleasure. This went on for near ten minutes at which point I figured they were having sex in our shower. Later that afternoon they had sex again in our living room. And they did it again late that night in our bed. I was amazed at how much he could do it in a short period of time but did notice he went longer with each one. The final one was Sunday morning after Jerome was getting ready to leave he caught my wife in our kitchen first having. I wondered what thoughts must have gone through their minds as they were taking that final walk.I was having trouble really focusing on anything, though, my mind scattered.When I was brushing my teeth, I found that the severed arm was holding my toothbrush, brushing for me, and in the sink were globs of bloody teeth.I retched and grabbed the arm, the limb cold as a chunk of ice, and began to curse at it and beat it into the bathroom wall and spit foamy white toothpaste froth at it.Seconds.