He didn't fuck her though. I guess he just shoved it in for the night. Occasionally the bed would gently rock, and Shannon would let out little moans....Shannon slid her hand to my cock and started stroking me. I was already hard again. It didn't take long of thinking of all the events of the night, and that my wife was literally having a huge penis in her as she stroked me off I shot cum in the sheets. Shortly after I fell asleep completely exhausted.I woke up alone in the bed. I could hear. "After everything that's happened to me over the last week, you beingsome kind of ex-Dennis is almost vanilla." Some kind of ex-Dennis? Wow! I like that." Lora suits you better." Thank you." And you are." Are?" Lora. And pretty."Another laugh, this time I smiled along. Making her laugh felt good.Just what I needed."Is this it then? Looking for the cursed - wandering round and drinkingcoffee?" Pretty much. Usually I stick to the city centre, railway station, busstation and the front. We'd better. "Mr. Brooks will be along shortly, he's just supervising the finishing details on your dinner." Thank you," I murmured as he held the door open for me and I stepped past him, but I didn't hear his response - I'd walked into a world of glass and twinkling lights, and the wonder of it all deafened me.The conservatory was aptly named; octagonal, with floor-to-ceiling glass that rose to a peak a good ten feet above my head, and a view of the softly lit and walled garden beyond. Candles flickered on. At this point I am getting really excited and start thinking of getting us both out of the shower and to bed, but as I reach for her arm to lift her up she tells me, “Not yet, honey, I am not done washing you up yet.” I say, “Okay, just let me know when you are done.” ‘Oh you’ll know,” she replies. With that I just close my eyes and tilt my head back into the water to start rinsing off the soap. Just about the point when I think it is all off I get this immense feeling of warmth around my.