Sara respected my new relationship, for several years I rarely saw her, and not once did I fuck her, although I did miss our dirty sex. A couple of mo...ths ago, suddenly, Sara rang my doorbell rather late at night. She was a little drunk and rather vague about the purpose of her visit, claiming that she was just in the neighbourhood and suddenly felt like seeing me. I offered her a glass of wine, which she accepted, though she muttered, that she’d prefer a joint. ?So you want to get fucked?? I. I had an idea that my wife was being fucked too, It was amazing to taste that first taste of Jens pussy, cleaned shave with a very little hair above her clit. She was saoking wet as I heard her moan like no other when she was being fucked. I cleaned her pussy while getting directions from my wife. Lick here move over a little here, some more cum move over a little her. Then Jen asked me to swallow the cum for her. It was Jen a sexy foxy little bitch that i wanted to and i knew i was going to be. The dress had buttons from top to bottom, and she had the top button open. It was a summer dress and she must be wearing an inner shirt of same colour, as I could not even see an outline of her nice squeezable breasts as she walked by me. I admired her ass as she went in to her office which was right beside mine.Once I started my computer, the morning went over briskly with responding to Emails, giving directions to team members and tracking status of the project I was working on. And then I. Immediately I see my mutt standing on his hind legs and peering into the screened porch of the house on the corner lot. I call to him, clap my hands and whistle but get no response. He’s just looking into the porch.Catching my breath from my run, I walk up to the house. Bonzo doesn’t move when I arrive, his focus seems to be directed on whatever is happing inside the porch. I clamp the hook of the leash I grabbed when I left my house onto his collar. At that same moment I hear a gasping sound.