Her hot flesh convulsed about my dick. She squealed into my mouth as her passion surged hot through her. I shuddered, burying into her spasming flesh....She welcomed my cock, hungry for my cum.I broke the kiss. “Ealaín!”“Yes, yes, Sven!” she whimpered. “Make me yours!”I thrust so hard into her, staring into her citrine eyes, seeing that passion she gave my sister. I groaned as I plunged into her. I was falling into her depths, losing myself to them as the ache swelled at the tip of my cock and—I. .. they want you.”“Wait, who wants me?”“The ... things inside my head. They keep calling your name. At first they spoke mine, and I thought I was imagining things. When they repeated it, I thought I’d lost it, but then they switched to yours. I don’t know whether that’s good or bad, but they clearly think it’s important.”“Okay, first, those ‘things’ are your devils, though you can say ‘your addiction’ when in mixed company. Secondly,” he said, waving away something no one else could see, “how. I could see from his pace that he was about to cum. She was also close to cumming and could not longer keep my cock in her mouth. As she began to orgasm, I watched as he thrusted forward and held his cock deep in my now wife. When he pulled out, I watched as his cum began to drip from her pussy. He sat at the head of the bed and allowed her to lick his cock and balls clean. I got behind her and slid my finger along her slit. He was so west and messy from his cum that I couldn't hold back any. My shrink would have loved me to tell her that in a session because I had just supposedly been “cured” of my irrational suspicions that I was being followed by agents of that revenge seeking country giving me my just due for connecting the dots with far too much accuracy. Two other members of my now-dissolved team had met with deaths under suspicious circumstances and I had fallen prey to the shadows of my mind and saw a Russian behind every lamppost.“Do you want to come with me and have a cup.