Cold. Cool. Tiles. The bathroom was cold, cool tiles. He laid his head down, cheek against the tile, trying to soak its cold into his body. He was try...ng to drive off the heat that had him sweating. He laid on the tiles, trying to get as much of his body against the tiles as he could.He didn’t know how long he lay there. It could have been a minute. It could have been days. Time no longer held him in its warm embrace.He fit the nausea into its compartment. The disorientation went quietly. He. . pressing gently at my anus. "Christina, are you sure you want this? You're turning your back on your entire life... I'm sure you'll never go back..." "Yes! Yes Peter. I want you... please?!" He grasped my hips and hesitated. "Once I start you, I have to finish..." "Yes... please!" Tears had formed and were now running down my cheeks. I had never wanted something so much before. Peter could tell and finally he gave me what I wanted. He took a deep breath and shot his hips forward forcefully,. He continued playing with my outer lips, teasing and rubbing. i moaned through our kisses as he continued to play with my lips.. he slid his hand up my stomach and i whimpered lightly. he left, my now throbbing and neglected, pussy. his kisses trailed down my mouth to the nape in my neck. he nipped and bit it, then kissed and licked. my head fell back and my eyes closed. He brought his hand to my blouse, and pulled on it. He got through 4 buttons then just tore it off. a smirk streached his. At the sight of my wife being used like this, I could not hold on any longer and shot my load deep into her willing pussy. By now the cock she was sucking was about to explode. The guy pulled out of her mouth and shot his load over Jaq's face.I could not believe how turned on Jaq was, but to be honest, so was I.Jaq was acting like some cheap whore and after yet another man had spunked over her face, she was still demanding more. Another guy had now joined us in the car and was trying to slip.