A long time

Seeing my wife's naked body humping up and down on Mr. Johnson's big dick actually made my dick hard. Soon the spikes in the device I wore started to pierce my cock. It shot pain in so many points along my hard shaft. I had to keep watching her fucking and fucking. Was any man punished as much as me?

After he let out a moan with his orgasm, my wife climbed off.

"Now Mrs. Wimpole," Mr. Johnson said. "You need to sit on your husband's face and have him lick you clean. I'm afraid our session as filled you up with my seed."

I looked at my wife in horror and she ordered me to lay down again face up. I saw her squat without hesitation. Her pussy was shiny and had started to drip milky white globs. She mashed her wet, used pussy into mouth. I had **** but to lick if I ever wanted this all to get over with. It tasted different from just licking her. Now her usual fishy taste was mixed with a gooey fluid I knew to be Mr. Johnson's sperm. After a few minutes, I had swallowed so much crap, that she finally rose off of my face.

"Well, that concludes our session until next week then," Mr. Johnson said. "Don't forget your daily chores Mr. Wimpole."