"I ... I..." I faltered and stuttered for a few seconds. This wasn't a good situation and it could go bad very quickly. "Oh hell, there's no other way...to say it Jack. I know your wife's name because I just most of tonight screwing her brains out at my place."That's when the fight started; well it wasn't much of a fight, he hit me and I hit the floor. For a smaller guy he sure could punch hard. It happened so fast that I didn't realize he had hit me until I found myself on my ass on the barroom. I circled it with my finger, teasing her, as I kissed my lips lower, nuzzling my face into her crack. Dont stop eating my snatch! she begged, then gasped as my lips started rimming her asshole. No, stop! Thats so dirty! I ignored her, pushing on the tight ring of her sphincter with my tongue. I felt it give way, then my tongue was inside her ass, tasting her sour flavor. I pushed my tongue in and out of her asshole, wiggling it about as Emily convulsed, her third orgasm crashing through her, I. It was some “yours and mine” stuff that I had never seen before. Whatever, I didn’t really care. We started undressing and kissing, and started with our usual rhythm. I began to gently finger her asshole while fucking her from behind again, and she reached over and grabbed the lube. We moved into the spooning position. She slipped my cock out of her pussy, and lubed me up. I took the other bottle, and put some on my finger. I gently rimmed it around her asshole and began. I didn't mind too much because she's a woman. When she asked me why I was walking around the house naked, I told her I was getting our breakfasts. She insisted on knowing why I was naked, so I had to tell her you were punishing me. Then she wanted to know why you were punishing me, and I had to say I hadn't gotten your breakfasts fast enough. Then she wanted to know why it was me that had to get the breakfasts in the morning. She kept asking me question after question, and she forced me to tell.