Of course

You lean in and extend your tongue until it makes contact with his puckered asshole. Mr Fowler lets out a whimper that segues into a guttural moan.

Encouraged you push your tongue deeper. You are surprised that he tastes clean, but this is probably because he was prepared for this.

You wiggle your tongue in his ass and probe around. His groans escalate.

"Oh fuck, baby girl, I'm cumming!"

You pull away from Mr Fowler and look around his body to see he him jetting a stream of cum onto his wife's face.

There is a pause where no one says anything.

Liz breaks the silence:

"Well, you definitely were pent up."

The mood breaks and you all start laughing, you a little giddily.