My knees were in the air and I had my hand between my legs fingering my opening, thinking about what had happened. Xxx I didn’t want any more of Bear’s cum on my bed so just let it drip off the end of the bed onto the floor. Bear held me down with his weight, and my tiredness, as he continued to hump me. I was such a rotten piece of crap but I couldn’t help it. Jim was making love to me. Jim is my husband of twenty years. “Oh shit,” I whispered “I’m cumming already. Everything OK?” Jim asked. But I may have to take some of the blame. Oh no, I was climaxing. I could keep it a secret. Keeping him in position over my front he kept thrusting, enhancing my pleasure even more. But I could visit her another day.
