Tilley got off and turned round so she could kiss Mandy and play with her tit’s too, I was lapping up Tilley’s pussy juices like a cat cleaning it...elf, poking a ringer up her ring Tilley groaned loudly and orgasmed. Mandy worked her hips on my cock as the 2 kissed and fondled each other groaning I thrust up blowing my load into Mandy, she rolled off and lay on her back legs wide open Tilley got in between Mandy’s legs and lapped up the overload I had put in my wife’s hole making Mandy cum with. I could hear his heartbeat return to normal, as I also could hear his breathing become slower and steadier. He pushed me off and he rolled over onto his stomach. Now the breathing was too steady.“Eric?”...Spanking“Hey, are you awake?” I asked as I slapped him on the ass. I got no response, so I slapped him again.“Eric? Babe?”Nothing.This time I spanked him harder.Finally he replied, “Mmmmm more.”“You like?”“You know I do.”“Yes I do. But I thought you must have gone to sleep as you normally do. It was the kiss from which all others in his life have been judged... and found wanting. Unfortunately since she was an army brat that was the farthest it went as she moved away, along with his heart, at the end of that year. That didn't stop them from keeping in touch however and they remained great friends. until today 7 years later when he finally got his chance to continue where they had left off. He had the whole night planned to the very last detail and couldn't wait to surprise her with. So I often hire local prostitutes to blow me off.Me: What? Really?Husband: Yes. Don’t I tell you about whenever I returned from my trips?Me: I thought you were joking. Teasing me while we made love.Husband: No, I wasn’t. Is that a problem?Me: No, it’s not. But then what about when you are at home?Husband: At home, I am not stressed. But if I do feel fatigued, there’s Simka to blow me off.Me: You fuck Simka!Husband: Sh! Don’t shout. No sex. She just sucks my cock or jerks me off. I have an.