I knew that if she unleashed those twin balloons from beneath her jersey that I’d better watch out or I’d have bruises on my face. I made ... mental note to include hand signals in my safety regimen because if I were smothered by those breasts I would not be able to voice it. She caught my eye and we connected. As she rounded a turn I read the name on the back of her shirt — …busther. What? A typo on the jersey. Shouldn’t that have been buster? But the it hit me. I was instantly drawn from the world of the spirit to that of the flesh. I held my breath and waited. I saw a man in his mid 20's walk up to my door and ring the bell. My love answered. She was a beauty, even fully clothed. Her knee length black skirt, blond shoulder length hair tied back, and her modest flesh about to be exposed to hungry eyes. Everything went according to plan, and with a backdrop of small talk, I saw my wife kneel down to rummage through her purse. She leaned over and her. Finishing her breakfast, Kat pour herself another cup of coffee whileshe waited on Becky and Emily to finish eating.Chapter 25Deb, Kat and Becky waved as Kat's sister's family pulled out of thedriveway. "I should probably get home too," Becky announced."Can you stay for just a tab bit longer Becky, I would like to talk withyou and Kat," Deb asked."Sure, I'd be glad to stay for a while longer."Deb led the teens into the kitchen and poured herself and Becky a glassof iced tea. Placing the picture. "You like it when I'm balls deep inside you baby?" he said. I could only let out a small moan of pleasure and pain. He slowly pulled out of me and started to fuck me harder. He was fucking me slowly for a few minutes then the gradually increased his pace and began pushing hard enough for his pelvis to be smacking my ass, he would also smack my ass hard with his hands. He continued fucking my ass hard and fast for what felt like an hour while calling me his bitch, his pig, and faggot. "On your.