So,me and Steph met at the agreed hotel being that we both were married but I was the one on the cheating end of the stick. Her and her wife and mothe... of two had a very understanding and open marriage. That and Steph was a raised cock whore. Her mother was a sub to her father and as she grew up she always noticed how her mother catered to her father's needs. Steph's parents never hid their sex life from her and her siblings. They knew their mother was a submissive cock hound and their dominate. “I am on my way,” I responded.I saw Jim sitting on the bench before he saw me. I was already moist with excitement as I approached him.“Hey,” I called out as I approached and took a seat next to him.“Oh wow,” Jim responded, seeing my cute little outfit.I pulled on the fabric of my top as my 38dd breasts strained against the fabric held together and in place by a small safety pin. “What do you think?” I asked.“Pretty appealing,” Jim responded. As I we sat and chatted, I could immediately sense. .On his way home, he was shaking with pent up energy – what an amazing girl Samantha was! And as he went to his own bed, he had her sweet taste still on his lips.*Harry didn't see her over the weekend, not once. As far as weekends go, it was hell. Suddenly, from feeling on top of the world, he felt as low as low could be. Had she had second thoughts? Had Amy talked her out of seeing him?He didn't have her phone number – how stupid was he? He simply hadn't remembered to ask for it. She hadn't. Even the site of her smooth thighs and ass quivering each time he entered her excited me.A couple of times he pulled all the way out and her asshole/pussy gaped open until he filled her again.It was so fucking hot that I couldn't help myself and dropped my pants and started stroking myself. I masturbated slowly as he played with her breasts, pinched her nipples and took her cock into his manly hand. He stroked her as his cock filled her ass. She began to breathe heavily and looked like she was.