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What Happens In Vegas

... slipped sideways from him and took his pulsating cock in hand. Her mouth slipped eagerly over the head as her hand moved swiftly over the slippery shaft. Her lips bulged her throat worked frantically as she swallowed the young man’s copious load. His orgasm ebbed slowly and his long body began to relax in her most capable hands. My wife sat up and looked over at me with her big eyes as cum dribbled from the corner of her mouth and down her chin. My eyes were drawn to Leo as he lay comatose on the bed; his eyes closed as his hand found his cock and stroked it devotedly as it wilted. D knelt beside me on the bed. She took my hand in mine and squeezed it. Then she reached for my cock and held it. Leo opened his eyes and grinned up at D, "So, how was that?" She smiled, "Great. I don't want to be rude, but now G and I would like some privacy." "Sure thing." he replied knowingly rolling from the bed and gathering his clothes. He quickly climbed into them and gave D a peck on the cheek. Then, after a quick thank you he was gone. D looked over at me with a nervous smile on her face. She was comimg to terms with what she'd just done. She placed her arms around me as she slid back on the bed pulling me with her. Her legs were spread wide as she guided my cock into her wetness. Her arms and legs gripped me tightly. Amazingly, I was pretty hard again. "Please don't say anything, just fuck me and cum inside." she whispered. She avoided my attempts to kiss her which was unusual. Then I ...

... realized that it was because Leo had cum in her mouth a few minutes earlier. My mind floated back to D's seduction, how she willingly opened her legs for his big young cock. It excited me and I quickly reached an exquisite orgasm cumming inside my wife. She waited until I had finished and then rolled out from under me, her lips finding my cock and she began sucking me as her tongue tormented the head just how I liked it. She continued sucking long after she had drained me, loving my flaccid penis as if it were the most wonderful thing in the world. Looking up at me she whispered, "Oh G, what have I done?" Her finger slipped over my lips as if to hush me, there was nothing I could say to make her feel better. Eventually, she rolled from me and cuddled in and we lay deep in our thoughts until an exhausted sl**p took us. The early morning sun woke us and we lay with our bodies just touching. "How are you this morning?" I asked. "Feeling guilty." she replied after a few seconds. "You enjoyed Leo didn't you?" "Yes, but it was naughty and I shouldn't have done it." I turned towards her. "Don’t be silly. You are a beautiful, sexy woman. You deserve every satisfaction you can get. You've just managed to live out a fantasy most women would only dream of. And I love you more than ever. You should not feel guilty." Her hand found mine, "But what's it done to us, our relationship? Don't you hate me, or think less of me?" "I enjoyed watching you do it." I confessed. "The look on your face ...