"Ohhh." I twisted my fingers inside her rectum."Would you like that?" she panted. "To videotape me fucking your cum up my butt with my fingers? The sp...rm you fucked up my butt with your big mean cock?" God Loretta," I cringed. "You're so sexy."And with those words she let go of my dick and arched her back dramatically, the vacuum of her ass sucking more of my hand in. I reached down and stroked furiously at my dick, then spit another wad of saliva over her ass, licking the rim of her anus. I pondered if I should say anything, or let the current flow of body movements continue? As it was, I didn’t get to decide. She stood and crept towards me, slid herself to my shoulder, and ran her smooth hand along my chest. I slunk my arm behind her, gently skimming her arm with my knuckles. Her other hand slides along the waist of my pants, her cold finger brushed against my skin as she reached underneath to undo the first button. I stared into her eyes and hers into mine, as we both listened. " I've got a feeling we can do a lot of that online," Mike replied. "But I heard you say that there's more there than meets the eye." Well, I get the impression that there's more than meets the eye, but that's not the same thing. You taught me that long ago. I can talk to the guy here at the station who's been covering it; he probably knows more than he's put on air. And, something like this, where I'd be helping research for an out-of-town paper, it's not impossible that whoever it is at the. “Prabhu, what the fuck is wrong with you?” I snapped at my husband.After I cut the call, I turned around from the doggy position. I sat at the edge of the bed. My pussy, still dripping with Prabhu’s cum. I was annoyed because of the embarrassment that I failed to realize.I saw my husband’s evil grin and his eyes darting around my body, especially around my lower area. Only then did I feel his cum all over my pussy and thighs. I couldn’t help but move my hand over my pussy and start rubbing it..