His cock head missed her entrance a couple of times. He started wanking off and trying again and again to enter her. He was starting to go soft. “F...ck!!” he shouted as he writhed on top of Amy, “Shit!!” He grabbed her tits and jacked his dick trying to get himself harder. His face was contorted with effort and alcohol. He was so rough with her Amy twitched a little. “Keep fucking still!!” He punched her hard in the face with a clenched fist. Lights shot in her eyes and she started to cry. I can get through this. Somehow. Then back to normal, it’s just one night in the thousands we’ve been married, will be married.The bra slipped down my arms. In the utter stillness of our bedroom I could hear it land on the floor. He reached up to tickle first one, then the other. He always went left, right, left, right. He reached around me again but this time lower, much lower.Hands on my bottom, he pressed softly not lifting just suggesting encouraging and I rose to tiptoe again, my first. But he was very controlling that as she began to cook he was beginning to cook too. That he came up behind her grapping her hips and rubbing that big cock into her ass saying I've got to get some of you. She said she pushed him away and he walked over to the dining room table sat down dropped out his monster so that she couldn't help but see him began to stroke it getting it very hard and also hard not to stare at. He told her to get over here this is what you want and that's why you're here.. It was an interesting place….the dance floor was the obvious centerpiece for the room, with mostly 4-top tables and booths placed around the room. Straight ahead was a raised section just off the dance floor with more tables and booths, and to the right there was a bar with about ten rotating stools in front of it. The place was generally dim, overall, but the room obviously got darker the farther away from the dance floor you moved.We worked our way through the room, took the five steps.
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