The day went on and eventually my husband got out of bed and came downstairs. He told me he had received a call from his parents and they were going t... come over for a while to see their grandaughter. They arrived about an hour later and after chatting for a while, it was decided they were going to stay for dinner. We decided to do a roast chicken and veggies. Not having any chicken in the freezer I had to go to the shops to get. After making a quick grocery list. I headed to the shops,. "Mar-la," he whined and rattled the door. "It's crazy out here, you gotta help me."He was just the same, getting in trouble and expecting her to take care of it. "No, no more. Go away, or I'll call the cops."Enraged, he slammed his body against the door. The latch creaked ominously in the wooden frame. When he leaned back for another try, she slammed the door and shot the deadbolt home. The door bulged as he slammed into it again and again, alternately cursing and begging.Marla couldn't take. It hurt. I squirmed and he laughed. "Let's see how much of a turn-on it is in real life," he said.He used the mouse to click on some of the videos I'd saved - tit spankings, clampings, whippings, guys forcing huge cocks down girls' throats. After a bit he grunted, winked at me, and opened the toolbox.I tried to sound angry. "That's enough. You've gone far enough. Let me go."In response his palm slapped across my left tit, snatching my breath away. My breast tingled and my nipple stung. (Man, I am getting horny remembering her) I squeezed her butts, gently first then tightly. She let out a long siskaari and titled her head backwards, exposing her delicate neck to my prods. I kissed her neck. She started moving her fingers in my hairs (whatever is left there on my head !!) Then on my back from under my shirt. She grabbed a chunck of my meaty and manly shoulder and thrusted her small nails into it. This gave me a massive kick. My dick was already on the high and was trying to.