I was startled out of my post fuck bliss to see Caryn standing in the doorway clapping her hands.‘I had to come and see what the noise was about. Pi...y I arrived too late. How was it?’ she asked Sandra.‘Wonderful,’ She replied, ‘as good as ever. I should go to the toilet and sort myself out. Sorry about the floor.’There was a small pool of my cum on the kitchen floor that had dripped out of Sandra’s twat when she stood up. I looked at it then looked at Caryn,‘Don’t worry about that, darling,’. I believe that mostpeople call it make up sex. I now found myself divested of all myclothes and being pushed back on our California king bed. She is abeautiful woman who just now removed her panties and climbed on top ofme. Oh GOD, it has been so long. I want to enjoy this. And I did.You see, three months ago Monica and I were enjoying our marital bedwhen the Crohn's disease kicked in and ruined our expensive Egyptiancotton sheets. Egyptian cotton my ass, it's just a come-on to charge toomuch.. Maybe even putting the video on repeat whileshe teased it. She spread her legs and continued to film while lettingher own fingers explore.Simon was only scared of one dick now, the one right in front of himthat's tip was brushing and slapping different parts of his face. Theother two still worried him but this one was aiming straight at himwithout a barrier. He could tell from the noises the man was gettingclose, he tapped Simon's cheek again as Simon noticed a large string ofprecum had been. You have to stop this, Kat. You know what happened the last time he left. My annoying conscience is talking again. I wish I could slap her and tell her to shut the fuck up. I look away from my phone and stare at the angry red mark on my arm. She’s right though. That wasn’t a pretty night... after I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror... There's other ways to deal with this, Kat. You can find help. “Shut the fuck up,” I mutter under my breath. I turn my attention back to my phone again..