After it was over, she collapsed on top of me for only a few seconds, then rolled off me, breasts heaving, quite the beautiful sight to see, one leg s...ill draped across me. She was totally spent."Leave" was all I heard from Brad. I was out of breath, but hey, his place, his girl, his rules - I immediately got up, got dressed, walked out, got in my car, and drove away. What a fucking night that was - the blindfold had stayed on, and she did not know who had just fucked her. It occurred to me. " Momma wants to fuck her little boy up the ass today. Let me see you spread it for me."Mark worked himself up onto his hands and knees, then reached behind him to spread his ass cheeks for his lustful wife. She responded by slapping his cheeks, bringing a sting of pain, mixed with a sexual thrill, to him. She slapped him several times, watching the tender cheeks turn red, then she began licking the crack of his ass, while he still held the cheeks apart for her. When her tongue reached his. Quite the place, she thought as she sipped the cocktail. Quite the drink, too. Many of these and Gray would have to pour her into the car to take her home.An hour later found her lost in the soft background music. She never thought of jazz as romantic, but then she never really gave it a chance. Where the music eased her disappointment over lost time with Gray, the gin softened her paranoia over sitting alone. She felt on display at first. There were five couples now, and all seemed to be. Eventually, she lifts the skirt off me. Her shirt is now undone, no bra, I guess she'd been playing with her boobs. I'd like to get me some of that as well. She looks at the sofa behind her, the desk in front of her and the bed the other side of the desk. We've done a variety of sex acts on each of those pieces of furniture. Not to mention the floor, the breakfast bar, and the bath.She fixates on the bed, and tells me, "Help me to the bed and fuck me." Simple, easy, perfect for me. She gets up.