Drest in normal, casual clothes because I couldn’t afford anything better. Made breakfast for me alone, with some extra strong coffee to fight the h...rrible hangover I was having. Went to pick up the mail to read it latter, probably filled with bills I could barely afford.Last night I drank myself half way to the grave, trying to forget over the loneliness I was having. I drank myself away when I wasn’t able to get a date on a Friday night in the middle of L.A., not even a quick fuck or a. When it happened he almost blacked out, wave after wave of repressed spunk poured out of him, all those years of near celibacy were now excised by what was happening. What she was doing he wasn't aware of, until when finally he had exhausted himself, he looked over and saw her, head leaning on hand, smiling at him. "Thank you, I expected and wanted that, now we can both relax and enjoy our time together, perhaps another glass of champagne and we can order room service.?" The meal was served. I know for sure her friend heard that. Just as I was finishing, I pushed her aside and did shoot a huge load directly into the cup. We both pulled up our pants and walked the cup out to our friend. She had a huge smile on her face, and made a joke about how it sounded like we were having fun in there. I stood there and watched as my wife held the cup filled with my cum and her friend sucked it all up into her turkey baster contraption. I knew what they would be doing next, and wanted to see if. Complying with her command, he lifted, and she yanked his pants and boxers down his legs and off his body. Then, he was as naked as she. She was entranced. Due to his leanness and height, his cock was huge. Swollen and red, she watched it bob and needed to feel it inside her. Christy straddled his waist. Balancing herself on her knees, she lifted slightly, in order to slip her hand between their bodies. Pulling his cock upward, she positioned it at the entrance of her sopping pussy. Sinking.