And when he cums, his hot cream filling her pussy hole, their combined juices fill the palm of his hand. He stands still for a moment, letting himself...empty into her. He then brings his hand to her mouth. She greedily sucks his cum mingled with hers from his palm and his fingers. She's never tasted herself before, and she's amazed at the sweetness of her own cum.He pulls out of her pussy, and she feels the sudden emptiness like a wound.“Lick me clean,” he commands her. She turns and drops to. “Yes! Yes!” Becky repeated, as Bob finger fucked my cheating wife.As the last remnants of orgasm swept over Becky, Bob removed his fingers from Becky’s pussy.Becky was shaking and quivering all over. Her breathing was still quick and she whispered continually“Oh fuck!”Bob gave her a kiss on the cheek and Dave invited him to join him in a glass of my best Scotch.Cheeky bastard had just fucked my wife’s ass and now he was helping himself to a fine blended Malt.Becky still shaking from her orgasm. She thought that the men would misbehave with her or pass lewd comments. But, they were all very well behaved. They treated her with the same respect and regard as before. First few hours, she avoided looking into Krish’s chamber, then she began to see furtively.By the end of the day, she started walking into Krish’s chambers even when we were fucking, to take his signatures. He put the file on my back, signed and gave the file back to her, and continued fucking. She talked to Krish when Bob. "Oh, eventually he will break, beg," said Mary, and her fingers closed overthe woman's. "Would you like to see me beg, join me in making him beg, perhapseven be made to beg yourself?" "Sorry?" said the woman, but through the faked confusion Mary could readthe answer in her eyes. She slipped her hand from Lamb's pocket, nodded to the woman to do the same,said to him, "Go to the little boys' room, pet. Stay there ten minutes andthen come back." He rose from his stool, walked across the room.