With some wipesshe started to clean her pussy then quickly she stood up, picked up and foldedthe bloodstained newspaper and headed to the toilet. Whil... she walked, shewasn't anymore so confident on her high-heels-no-grip-sandals, her legs werealmost trembling and a pair of air pockets almost made her fall on the floor.And she wasn't anymore lucky: the toilet was busy (so the others in economyclass), and so she had to queue and wait anxiously, while a tiny trickle ofblood started to flow down. "I'm sorry,” she whispered.Armand got off the couch and got dressed.“I think I should go home,” she said as she did the same.“I shouldn't have said anything,” he mumbled.Just as Ashley was walking to the door, there was a roar of thunder. Armand looked over at her and thought about her driving home in the storm. "Ash, you should stay until the storm's passed.”“It's okay, I'm just going home.” She put her glasses on as she reached for the doorknob on the front door.“Please,” he said as he walked. Standing up I undid my belt and pushed my jeans and boxers down to reveal my 6” he grabbed me as we kissed, taking some gel out of my pocket I covered my cock.Turning him around to face the wall I spread his cheeks and ran my cock over his anus, he put his hands on the wall as I entered him easily, my arms wrapped around his midrift I started to fuck him slowly, then building up speed, then slowing down and building up he moaned throughout the 4 minutes I fucked him, knowing I was coming I. My wife and I told her after she hung up that they were probably checking up on her so she didn't interrupt their party. she blew it off and we went on partying. her husband was out of town and she was glad we drove because she could now get blasted.We left the party at about 1:30 and I was the designated driver. I got her and my wife in the car. both of them were well oiled, but Cathy was toast. My wife helped me carry her to the bedroom. We noticed the music was on quite loud and no one was.