Smooth cool leg, and I shook her and called her name. She was completely gone. I did not see any harm playing a bit because it seems memory was one of...the side effects here if she did wake. I pulled one leg opwn, and onto the floor so she was sitting open and exposed. She had matching red panties, and I could not help but shove my face in and take a good sniff. She smelled clean and just good pussy.My beer courage, and the fact she was completely in a XANAX coma, it was arousing to know I was. ..''removing his boot , walking to my couch he sat and just help me over him getting his cock outmy head push down on his nice fast big black cock''ohhhhh you are a good girl, take your time , suck it good ''feeling him happy helping my small head up and down has it please him ''you very sexy i like how you suck baby, you wait often sexy to suck cock ?''''look at me , yes i like how you suck baby, you like my cock?''''mmmmmm fuck , you too good, come here i want to see that pussy''''omg look at. After a few minutes, he hears the screams have stopped, and checks to make sure she's not passed out. The smell of sex hits him like a sledgehammer. The suitcase is forever drenched in her juices. Exhausted and sweat pouring out of every pore, she's limp and barely breathing, barely able to stand. He sees her give him a begging look as tears run down her face. The vibe is humming on the floor beneath her. She knows she is in trouble. Still, she refuses to give him the sign to stop. "You've been. Corky then broke off again "Suck my cock Carmen" he said to her softly "Suck my fuckin' cock you fuckin' whore" he added and I watched as Carmen slid down to her knees and looking up at him, "Oh fuck Corky" she said, "I've always loved it when you called me a fuckin' whore" "I love being your fuckin' whore" she added and with that i watched as my whore took hold of his really big cock and into her mouth it went. There was my whore wife on her knees in front of another man sucking wildly at his.