Jessie attached leashes to our collars and started to lead us outside. There was a family walking up with suitcases and they saw my bare tits and near...y freaked out. They definitely weren’t as understanding as the family inside. Jessie quickly shut the door and brought us back in.“Okay, you can squat over your bowls. We’ll do it in the bathroom so that we don’t’ disgust this nice family that has agreed to host us despite your disgusting behavior,” Mike said. Victor didn’t argue.He led us into. Why me, a married woman with kids, he a doctor, nurses chasing him?While we talked, I lingered the conversation with enticing, coy responses. He whispered he kept thinking of me, said again I was beautiful. I loved it and wanted him to say it again and again. It wasn’t until the kids got out of school that I set the phone in its saddle.He called daily thereafter, shortly afternoon. I knew it was him when the noontime phone rang. Soon, I sat by the phone awaiting its ring. The few times it. Or have one at his. I said his. So followed his car out and off behind him.We parked outside his house and went inside together. Even though we had been in touch for ages and talked about everything under the sun being face to face still felt awkward. He made us a tea and we went into his lounge. Making some chit chat, he then said he could put on a DVD.As he sat back on the sofa next to me, slightly closer this time. A gay DVD started playing ...like a roman toga type of thing.He then started. After withdrawing those lovely lips from my now limp member, she simply reached up with her hands and massaged my man juice into her face and tits. I told her that there was a towel in my private bathroom, but she said that Carol did not allow her to clean up after sex of any kind. Cleaning up her face was a duty was reserved for 'someone else'. I did not know who that lucky 'someone else' would be, but I would have loved to volunteer to do it myself.Just as I was about to turn back to my.