I ask her if she wants me to stop and she tells me she wants me to keep fucking that pussy until she comes at least one more time. I hear some gruntin... off to the side, slightly behind me, and I look to see her husband standing, cum dripping off his hand, and off the head of his dick that's already shrinking after having blown his load. Within a few seconds his dick looks like the tip of my pinky, and unable to help it my eyes go wide with shock, not used to seeing a cock that small. His wife. It was almost 7 a.m. and yet I didn't feel tired. I woke up anxiously waiting to see Justin."OK it's your turn to watch him. I wanna crash for a bit." Christina said as her eyes looked tired.I got up and let her sleep on the couch where I'd slept. I could see Priscilla still fast asleep in the other couch. I slowly crept into my bedroom where Justin was tied up. I walked in very quietly as I watched him sleep. He looked so sweet and innocent there just tied to my bed asleep so peacefully.I. Please let me go, Megan.Please."With an effort she got her breathing and emotions under control. She stood with some effort, even going as far as turning away from my outstretched hand.She took a great shuddering breath and released it slowly. "Thank you, Charles." She studied my face, burning it into her memory. She went so far as partially raised her hand to cup my face but stopped herself. "Goodbye." Megan opened my bedroom door and walked out of my life again taking what was left of my. 'Bonnie thought, 'How could you do this to us?''Simple. You killed my man. Now I shall kill you, one way or another.'With that thought she was gone."Shit, I am going to kill that bitch," Bonnie said rather loudly.Ok, I am in shock, now. Bonnie is not acting as if she is thinking straight. She is half charged, and I worry she may discharge prematurely.Suddenly, the ships Com announced the presence of visitors at the hatch."Now who could that be?" I asked just as Bonnie activated the external.