I could hear his cock in the wetness within my wife’s cunt…I saw her inner lips hanging open and her clit peeking at me. Her inner muscles were gr...pping the shaft of his cock so that at each withdrawal it appeared as though it did not want him to pull out. Then I reached out with my tongue, moved my face forward and gave her pussy a wet lick. I sucked her clit and I felt my own cock throb and released a large amount of pre cum.I had another lick. This time I left my tongue there and flicked it. I kissed her again and she began to really respond. I was getting worked up as well...I finally allowed my hand to find her pussy, which was definitely damp and became positively wet as I gently explored. She, in turn, began to touch my penis, which was getting painfully hard. When she gripped it and began to stroke, I lost control altogether and pumped what felt like a flood of semen onto her belly with a groan. Happily I could reach a box or tissues to clean up the worst."Sorry," I told her.. " Must be someone else, then. Now, it would have been some kind of coincidence if it had been the same person, wouldn't it?" Yeah. But back to our original topic: what did you want to do next?"I gave a mental sigh of relief. "You know, breakfast doesn't sound that bad. Especially if you can find us a place where we can watch the sunrise." I think I can manage that."We ended up at a truck stop ten minutes outside of Boston proper, of all places. Despite the burly clientele, the place was. *Smack**Smack**Smack**Smack**Smack**Smack*“Mmm, good girl.” Cordelia smiled, “You deserve a reward…” ~~~~~~~“I’m going to get some more snacks…” Willow took her now empty bowl of popcorn and headed for the kitchen, Tara followed. “You ok Sweetie?”“I can’t keep watching that.”“Why not,” Tara giggled.“I went to school with Cordelia, it’s kind of weird.”“It’s turning you on isn’t it?” Faith asked from the door way.“No.”“Slayer smell…”“What are you a frikkin dog, keep your nose to your own senses!”.