It was somebody else's problem.That wouldn't wash completely though, cause if he had fucked something down here up beyond recognition I was the one to...get the full benefit so to speak. It was little old me down on the ground that would be dealing with the fallout, figuratively speaking of course. What the hell, all I could do was hope it wasn't fatal.In my examination of my new/old digs I'd seen that the clocks all seemed to be set and they were probably close enough to right for government. Ah! I pressed my boobs.He got up and asked me to suck his cock. His huge black cock had turned rock hard and juicy by now. I took his cock in my hand and made circular motions. Pulling down the foreskin, I gently licked the warm shaft with my tongue.He rolled his eyes in pleasure. I took his entire cock into my mouth and began to blow it. I played with his balls and pressed them. He jerked his hips and began to fuck my mouth.After sucking his cock for 10 mins, I tore open a condom and put it on. D., ‘an orgasm by him, even if only once in a while; safety would be nice;’ she added to the list thinking about his violent temper, he may have been a good son-in-law, but a good husband, NO? All throughout her attempts at self-satisfaction, she’d look at her husband, hoping he was still asleep, afraid he’d catch her, remembering the last time he did: “What the fuck are you doing,” He shouted at her, “insulting me? Telling me I’m not a good enough lover?” He grabbed her by the hair and pulled. During our second fuck something different happened; half way into it she said, "God Sam, but I do love your cock. Fuck me baby, make me cum, but hurry lover, Harry wants his turn before my husband gets home. God, but I do love being your slut. You can both have me all you want just don't stop fucking me, please baby make me cum."Again, nothing was said the next day, but our sex life suddenly increased; we went from two or three times a week to four and sometimes times five times a week.Over.