This was all too much for me! I collapsed onto her as my cock exploded with volley after volley of hot cum shooting and coating the walls of her rectu.... I kept pumping, even after I felt my cum cannon stop shooting. I listened to the slimy sounds of cum oozing out of her ass as I pumped and pumped. Finally, I stopped. By now, her body had stopped convulsing, and she was cooing, and kissing anything and everything on my face and head. I pulled out and looked at the creamy mess from her cum on. It was our 5th anniversary, we were due to spend the evening dining and then retreat to a pre-arraigned hotel room. I got stuck in a meeting longer than anticipated, and then the traffic was terrible. My wife, Chris, had already checked into the suite and headed down to the lounge to wait for me. When I got there I left my bag in the room and went down to find her. As I surveyed the lounge, from a darkened corner, I noticed a man in a cheap suit dropping a something into one of the drinks he. He gave it a light slap, making it rebound like a huge piece of stiff rubber, then knelt in front of her prostrate body and grabbed one thigh in each hand, forcing them apart. She could feel his calloused fingers bruising the tender flesh, and wished that she could struggle, but she was completely inanimate from the d**g. Yet her mind was torn. She knew that she was wet for him, despite the fact that she wanted to draw her knife and cut his bull-necked throat. Nevertheless, what she thought or. This was, may be, 12 yrs, ago. I told work I was on jury duty and planned the whole day around, getting dressed, going to this one ABS and actually sucking a cock and watching porn. The one ABS is in IL, but very close to the WI border. It’s probably still open, but the booth doors have been torn down. Some stupid law, but anyway… I had all my gurl clothes on underneath my guy clothes. Panties, Pantyhose (Sex, Shiny, Black of course, my 4′ CFM pump heels in my jacket, my wig, and my red…red.