Sarah moved up and straddled my face and her juices flowed from her pussy into my mouth, they tasted so good, sweet, musky, I wanted to drink them all...up. I licked her pussy making sure I licked every last bit of her juices from her pussy. Her hole was still loose after the dildo and my dick. As Julie watched us she picked up the double ended dildo and started putting it up her pussy she started pushing it in and out. I could see the wetness left on it when it moved out of her pussy.Once I'd. I reached up into a compartment and gave him a roll of paper towels, I didn't want him cumming all over the carpet in my sleeper. I laid her back on my bed and she spread her legs offering her married white pussy to me. I climbed between her thick white thighs and guided the head of my cock to her hairy mature pussy. I slid it up and down her slit a few times as she shuddered in pleasure. I pulled back so he could see the juice on the head of my dick and he could see how wet his wife was for. Is that the best you can do? Wouldn’t the world be a better place without you?’ At home that night, he went on a rant about how I never remembered what he liked for dinners or drinks, and that I was always fucking up. He said similar things to me the day before, too; one I remember especially, ‘Your dying will make the world a better place’. What a terrible thing to say to someone, let alone your wife. I wonder why he thinks so little of me. Maybe he’s right and I am becoming worthless.”Brad. “One more game in Moscow,” I said. “What do you think?”“We need to score more goals,” Nicole said. “I can’t carry the whole team!”“Coach says our passing isn’t good enough,” Mikey said. “But it’s tough to get good passes out of our zone because they attack so hard. We’re lucky just to clear the puck to center ice to get our line changes.”And that was, indeed, the source of the problem. If they could find some gaps to pass the puck out of their defensive zone cleanly, they could get some.