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    Soon, Rich had licked Cassie as clean as he was going to; but he kept on licking. His thick, rough tongue slathered between the lips of her pussy, and then swirled in circles around her clit. Within seconds, she was groaning – and a minute after that, Cassie was begging for more.
    “P-please, baby,” she groaned. “Oh, God, please …”
    And then she came. Arching her back, she gushed into Rich’s mouth and he eagerly swallowed, relentlessly pleasuring his wife with his lips and tongue, until she couldn’t take any more of it.
    “Good man!” Magnus was watching, clapping his hands. He’d thought the evening’s entertainment was over, but clearly they’d just reached the half-way mark. “Why don’t you finish her off? Fuck her, man!”
    And this time, Rich didn’t need any more encouragement.
    Pulling his head from between Cassie’s legs, the naked husband clambered onto the daybed. He slid between her thighs, and grabbed the root of his straining cock.
    “Oh, baby!” Cassie wrapped her arms around Rich’s shoulders, and pulled her husband in for a kiss. She tasted her own wetness, and Magnus’ cum, on Rich’s mouth. It was intoxicating.
    Rich grabbed the root of his cock, and positioned himself at the entrance to Cassie’s pussy. One thrust, and he was inside her – she was so wet, and well-fucked, that he sunk inside her like a hot knife into butter.
    “Unnnngh,” Cassie groaned, welcoming the second cock inside her in as many minutes.
    Rich thrust inside her, staring down into his wife’s eyes. She gazed up at him, and it was like electricity sparked between them.
    From across the room, Magnus watched with approval. Encounters like this could go so many different ways – from awkward silence, to screaming matches and threats of divorce. It was refreshing to see two people who were willing to embrace their sexuality, instead of being threatened by it.
    “Oh, fuck, baby,” Rich was groaning, as he gazed lovingly into his wife’s eyes. “I can’t hold out much longer…”
    “Don’t,” Cassie brought up her hand, and pressed her palm against her husband’s cheek. “You don’t need to hold out. Cum for me, baby…”
    Rich groaned. He arched his back. He thrust as deeply as he could into Cassie’s cum-filled depths, and groaned: “I fucking love you, honey.”
    And then he exploded inside of her.
    It was like a cannonade. Rich squeezed shut his eyes and emptied himself into his wife’s eager pussy and then collapsed across her, utterly spent and drained.
    Cassie lay beneath him, panting and gasping. She curled one arm around her husband’s sweaty shoulders, and used the other to stroke his hair.
    “I love you too, baby.”

Chapter Twenty-Two
     
    Their fifteen minute ‘meet-and-greet’ had lasted nearly forty-five minutes, and Magnus Bjorn’s car was costing him three bucks a minutes to wait outside.
    When Rex knocked again, to inform Magnus of this ongoing expense, the Norwegian reluctantly agreed to wrap things up.
    “It’s been fun, kids,” the towering Norwegian laughed, as Cassie and Rich disentangled themselves from each other, and sat up on the daybed.
    They were naked, and sticky, and cold and drained.
    Cassie’s cheeks burned red. Rich had difficulty making eye-contact with either of them.
    But Magnus made it all better.
    The enormous fighter came swaggering over, now dressed in his t-shirt and sweat pants. He loomed over them menacingly, but smiled almost paternally.
    Ruffling Rich’s hair, as if Cassie’s husband was a naughty six-year-old, the intimidating MMA fighter purred: “I’ll have Rex get you free tickets to my next match.” Then, with a wink, he added: “Maybe we can do this again afterward.”
    And then, heading towards the door, Magnus called icily: “Now get your clothes on, and get the fuck out of here .”
    Rich and Cassie had never dressed so quickly in all their lives.
    Less than three minutes later, hand in hand, they went scurrying