Anal Awakening

An hour later, Helen said goodbye to her guests at the open front door, oblivious to the risk of being seen by the neighbours. She was far beyond any such concerns. Her hair was stringy, soaked with sweat. Her mascara streaked her cheeks, washed from her watering eyes as cocks gagged her. She pressed her naked body up against Brian and then Ray as she kissed them and begged them to come back soon, barely able to stand unassisted, so drained was she by the multiple orgasms she had experienced in the last couple of hours. Closing the front door behind them, she returned unsteadily to the lounge, where her husband sprawled naked on the sofa, crawled between his spread legs and lowered her still-hungry mouth to his limp cock.