The rear ending bit wasn't a complete success as she was too tense, and I was afraid of hurting her. Other than that it all went rather well; maybe no... up to the standard I had received from Annalise or Francine, but 100% better than we had ever achieved before.What had changed her? I didn't know, or care; at last I had a warm, wet and willing wife. I returned to barracks well pleased. There was now no need to look for a sex partner in Aldershot. Miriam would be eagerly waiting for me at home,. She gagged and he pulled away, cum still shooting out of him, painting her lips and then her face.Nicole never swallowed. She never let anyone degrade her with a facial.Not until now.“There, are you happy? Can I go now?” she sputtered, trying to pick herself back up.“I’m not done yet.”She gasped as she looked down- his cock was still as hard as ever.“I’m not like those liberal fucks you’re used to. This dick is built for fucking and it won’t be happy until it gets a taste of some pussy.”He. ”My wife looked at me. “Do you care if Tara sees?” she asked.How little my wife knew. “No,” I said. “It doesn’t matter.”My wife ran her hand down my stomach and grabbed my throbbing hard-on in her hand. She immediately aimed it straight up and began to jerk the foreskin up and down. I spread my legs slightly and arched my hips upward so that I could thrust back and forth slightly with her hand.When my wife gives me a handjob, she usually lies next to me and kisses my stomach and inner thighs,. At one point, Amy got up to get us both a soda. She was gone for quite a while, certainly longer than it would take to run to the kitchen and pour two drinks. When she finally returned, she had a different look about her. It was a devious look, although at the time I couldnt quite pinpoint what it meant. Hey Jen, she said, wanna try a cigarette? I really didnt, but since I looked up to Amy so much I didnt want to disappoint her. So I feigned interest and agreed to try one. She said she knew.