I wanted her to rub my pussy right there. I was delirious and wasn't even aware that there were other people in the club anymore. And then while she w...s still rubbing my ass cheek with one hand, she slowly ran her fingers between my legs and started to rub my clit on top of my thong. I bit my lip so hard and bent over a bit more for her to get a good look at my ass and pussy. I turned around to look at her, and she had this look on her face like she wanted to fuck me as bad as I wanted to fuck. She had not written anything for quite a while, though, not in a couple weeks. She was just not ready to share about any of this, and her other stories seemed pale in comparison to what she was doing right now. If she only knew exactly what she was going to do next. She knew she wasn’t done, not judging by her late night fantasies, but she was still uncertain about how to keep the two parts of her life separate. She could not lose her job, or get into trouble in her neighborhood, that much she. He is still in love with his wife and doesn’t want to give her up. I didn’t want to let John go either, but the choice is no longer mine. John is gone now, never to return.When we married, John promised before our family, friends and God that as long as I was his, he would love me and no other. He reinforced that promise every day by giving me a gentle kiss on my forehead as he got out of bed. During the week he had to wake up early because of his job and the long commute. He was out of the. Ollie gazed down at his engorged penis thrusting into her, and Sarah gazed up at him, drinking in his body as she pushed her hips against his. Ollie grunted with exertion, but Sarah only made small, satisfied sounds. She wanted him to go faster, but Ollie had the sense to hold back. He knew he wasn’t going to last long, and he wanted to savor the experience. I didn’t blame him. He slowed down a little, and it frustrated her, but she tolerated it. I could see her pink lips twitching and.