When in bed, you laid on your tummy. I got in. You started to turn over but I stopped you. You were laying flat on your tummy but your shoulders we...e higher than the small of your back. I poured a shot glass full and poured it down your back from your shoulders. Your body was much hotter than the tequila now and you let out a laughing gasp when it hit your skin. You did not expect that. Your spine made a perfect trough for it to run down. My mouth was waiting at the top of your butt and. His cock is still a bit damp, from her, whoever she is. I put my face up close to his cock so he can feel my warm breath on it. I can smell pussy on his cock.Hell, we’ve been together for how many years now? Twenty-five? More than that. I start licking and sucking on the end of his dick. I can taste her pussy on him.I start squeezing the base of his dick forcing the fluids up towards the tip. Yup, there is a little drop of semen still in his shaft. Aww, she left some behind. Does he know that I. I knew about the baggage named Roger when I proposed, so I knew pretty much everything that I needed for an advance warning.What I did not know was the extent to which it would come to haunt me. I am not insecure and I am not afraid of losing Natalie to Roger. The reason is - I never had Natalie, I was just the life partner to share the bed with while he was her confidant. He was the first person she called when she got promoted. He was the first person she called when her father died - not me,. I couldn’t welsh on a gift. Though the thought crossed my mind.Then she started riding me faster and faster, with each thrust she was taunting me saying “gonna eat cum, gonna eat cum” I tired to avoid cumming but that was beyond my control. Finally I started cumming hard. With each thrust I was wishing I could stop cumming so there at least would not be so much for me to have to eat. But instead I just kept squirting and squirting. She stopped riding me and just sat on my dick till I started to.