When the last of his clothes were finally off, Matt sat back for a little while, staring at the ceiling and breathing heavy.Out of the corner of his e...e, Matt caught the girl begin to bend down to suck his upper dick again, but he put his hands in the way. “You don’t need to do that. You’ve done more than enough,” he said, allowing her head back up.The girl was a little confused, but sat up, and allowed him to kiss her again.“You deserve fair treatment,” he said, and finagled himself to the. He however, saw the whole thing.It was a watershed moment for our marriage and not in a good way. I admit that I was being naughty as fuck. We had had a fight earlier that week about sex, or the lack there of. I made fun of him for it. Probably wasn't nice of me.The fight that ensued was all about hate and anger. And because I was holding a lot back since we got married I was in no mood to listen to his little shitty reasons for being upset. I wasn't going to let him whine and cry and bluster.. I indicated $100 worth which set him in motion separating a smaller amount and placing that in another baggie. He then asked me if I wanted to blaze one before I left, against my better judgment I agreed and he pulled a large fat joint out and lit it passing it directly to me. I nervously took a toke and passed it on to the cabbie who held my hand longer than I liked.As the weed raced to my head I instantly knew that this was a special weed and I was not prepared for it. I leaned back. I heard the Summer slut whimpering nearby. Something hot splattered my belly. Salty jizz. I felt the heat of Summer's spunk running down to my purple bush, matting down my curls as we both kept orgasming.My pussy convulsed. Rapture surged through me. The golden light twisted my soul, seized it in a powerful embrace. Fingers of love hauled my essence out of me and brought it towards something else. Something that blazed with warmth and change, touching them together and...“No!” I screamed in.