Nancy started laughing beside me, but I held my finger to my lips to shush her."FUCK YOU, TOO, ASSHOLE!" came the reply along with more flames."Guess ...hey know what a fuckface is," I said as I stepped to the other wall and raised my pistol. I fired all ten rounds and watched as they went through the flames and hit the wall of the burning corridor at an angle. I was hoping they would bounce off and head down the hallway, but the flames continued to come down the hall. I assumed that they either. Long strokes, long almost to her mouth; he pushed himselfhard so that the very tip of his cock barely grazed her lips, once, twice,the third time she caught him, taking the sensitive tip right between her lipsand squeezing. And again, to a long lush lick of her tongue. And again, to an aching need,the suction of her mouth and her hot flicking tongue, devouring him, eatingjust the luscious tip of him, all hot wet sucking licks and tugs while shecradled him between her billowing taut-tipped. ”I was so thoroughly engrossed in what I was hearing I could barely think. I knew instinctively though that I didn’t want to disturb them – fuck! Disturb them? There was a small part of me wanting to rush in there and say “what the fuck is going on?!” and tear at the two of them physically – not in a pleasant way for him, but she would get a cock pounding as she had never had while he lay bleeding somewhere near the floor of the bed.As I said, it was a small part of me that thought this; so. I didn't lock the shop door because I thought he was just going to pick up his keys and leave. It had been close to an hour since my wife left for the store, and he had managed to blow two nuts and I had managed to get off once. I thought we were done. He said he needed to use the bathroom and I waited in the shop never thinking he would want to cum a third time. He called me into the bathroom and was standing in front of the toilet stroking his cock. I don't think it had ever gone down. He.