“Eurgh! What’s this?”I quickly walked and found the source of the problem. Whilst beating my penis I had accidentally shot semen onto Jen’s de...k too! And now she had it all over her hands.“Oh I’m so sorry about this. You have no idea how embarrassed I am. I’ll help you clean it up.”I was about to get a few tissues when Jen’s voice stopped me midstep.“No. Come over here.”Her voice had a certain urgency to it. She wasn’t asking at all. She was telling. So I obliged.I went and stood by her and. I live in a large, expensive house in a fashionable suburb of a city in the English Midlands. I’m married to Chris who is actually a few years older than me, although thanks to his slim, athletic build and despite his greying hair, he does not look it. We have both been into fitness for years and for a long time belonged to a local health club, but with Chris being away so much his membership was hardly good value for money and we let it lapse.My husband has a senior position in, shall we say. "God I love you," I said, mumbling it between her full breasts.I let go of her and she reclined back next to me on the sheets, and I ran my finger tips lightly down from between her breasts to her neatly trimmed pubic hair, and then, on down to her very moist pussy. I gently inserted a couple of fingers, and then lifted them to my face and inhaled her wonderfully musky scent, which was now mixed with William's sperm. I licked my fingers, and savored that marvelous cocktail of pussy juice and. " Look, Baby, we need the money. If you ain't willin' to help out around here..." You know I will. But -- that!" Hey, just to get us out of this little problem. Besides, everybody knows he's a real stud." I don't care about that. I just want you." Hey, I know that, Baby. But we need the money bad." Couldn't I just get a job?" Like I said, what kind of job could you get? Flippin' hamburgers for five bucks an hour? Besides we need the money now!" But what you're suggesting is..." What I'm.