He climbed off me, his cock slowly emerging from between my sucking lips to emerge with a wet pop. "Up, Sonya, get on your hands and knees," he said, slapping my ass hard enough to make me yelp in pain and surprise.

I came up, feeling a bit shaky from my still echoing orgasms, but I obeyed, spinning around at his hands' direction to face my husband. With my dark hair hanging in my eyes, I gave Donnie a lascivious grin, both amused by my now frantically masturbating husband and aroused by his situation. I glanced over my shoulder to see Mister Richards awkwardly knee walking his way behind me...