Meanwhile

Tom was a mess. He was covered in cum but had been too aroused between orgasms to even stop to clean up. He lay there now drained of cum listening to his wife's continuous groans of pleasure. Did she sound like that when he licked her? He couldn't tell, she sounded like she was enjoying it more she was certainly enjoying it for longer. He had wanted to peep but honestly that girl had ben so shy he didn't want to freak her out.

He was past cumming any more but he lay on the bed in the spare room listening to them with his cock hard but his balls achingly empty. Still going. It was incredible. Had her sex drive really got so large? Could he even begin to satisfy her any more?

Lost in thought he realised they had stopped and that Sarah had said something about eating. Oh shit, I said I'd cook. He dashed out of the room but sneaked down the stairs not wanting to get busted. He flung the fridge door open and was happy to see a bag of mixed stir fry veg. As fast as a professional chef he had the wok hot and was tossing the vegetables.