It sounded like Deepika. I opened the door, it was her, and she showed herself in locking the door behind. She looked at me holding my hard cock in my...hand and gesturing towards it , she said, "Ajay, I want more of it, let me finish you off? Please? " She wasn't actually asking for permission anyways. She knelt down and took my cock in her mouth and just like she did before, she took it deep in the throat right away. It felt more amazing this way. She kept this up for a minute or two. As I came. And again, again, and again, the harder I hit the harder I got. When I finally stopped one eye was puffed up and a small stream of blood was dripping out of her mouth. I got even harder -which at that point I didn't think was possible- at the sight. I sub-consciously started stroking my cock through the pajamas. She saw this with her one good eye and it widened in terror. I raised my hand readying for a back hand. “WAIT!!! wait”she cried. She pulled down my pj's and started stroking my cock.. He began to apply it to his body. It would not be the best oil job as he usually had someone backstage to do this for him. When the house phone rang and the caller ID showed him that it was Brittany's house phone he jumped to answer it. "Hello?" "Hey," her voice responded. "Hey yourself," he answered. "I took a sick day," she infomed him. "So I heard. I called in sick too," he answered. "I'll be heading out the door in a bit," she informed. "I'll leave the side door unlocked," he responded.. Freddie went to the floor where he licked Irving’s butt crack, taint, & balls as the man pounded his wife. He let his tongue and lips provide extra satisfaction to thrusting rod and soaking vage. “Fuck, Irv! Give me that dick,” screamed the mental health professional. “Yeah, baby,” he grunted.Freddie whispered, “Fuck your wife while your sissy licks your dick and her pussy!”Finally, Monique orgasmed. Irving shot a big wad. Even Freddie’s little pecker got off.“Good night,” Monique said. “I have.