Part of it was Gloria’s fault. She and her husband had enough money so Tommy would not want for anything. After they divorced, each would make a con...erted effort to stay in Tommy’s good graces. He wasn’t a spoiled brat or spoiled rotten but he always had the latest in technology.After dinner, Tommy and Gloria cleared the table. They had a dishwasher but making him wash the dishes by hand was part of her campaign to put him to work. Tommy washed while Gloria dried. Tommy accidentally got some. Susan could too, as she was really rocking against his hand. Bill straightened up and edged close to her. His left hand pushing her lower back down, he eagerly worked her pleasure zones. “uuuuugh…uuugh….oooooooh….fuck that’s good” she barked. Her ass straight in the air, her head laying on the mattress. The juices continued to provide excellent lubrication for Bills fingers as he worked her into a frenzy. Susan was gasping wildly, pushing back in his hand, forcing him deeper. “Okay, okay,” Natalia said trying to keep her own emotions at bay, “How long does it take you to fix my muscles?”“Oh I don’t know, “ said Pamela, “Maybe an hour.““Right,” the redhead said slowly, “I need to train to keep us safe and you are studying the armor to keep us safe.”“Erm, yeah, “ she responded, “that part I already have figured out.“Natalia inwardly smiled as she realized she finally got Pamela at the point she was going to tell her why she was upset and asked with interest, “So. I gazed between my wife’s legs as she stared at my face, my brain flashing on red alert as I suddenly thought about contraception and safety. I’d seen it at the time but had been too excited and anxious to really understand, but now I could think of nothing else as I saw the way the young gangbanger's semen bubbled and oozed outwards from the depths of my wife’s body. I wondered just how many loads he’d pumped deep into my wife before he’d claimed her panties, patted her on her ass and sent her.