I basked in the warmth of her mouth and licking of her toungue as she tasted my dick and I tasted true bliss. I looked in her eyes to see a mixed whir...wind of emotions, pain and pleasure as the moment still couldn't take her mind off her fight. Then, as if chanelling her mothers words into sexual motivation she plunged down onto my shaft tougue sliding to the base as I felt my tip hit the back of her throat. I recieved a slightly tingling grate of her teeth as she gagged taking in too much. It. It was 8:30 pm and so I ate at this restaurant which I knew Vanessa and Theresa worked at. Why I did I’m not quite sure, but I did. Both were on duty that night too. I still kept asking myself why I was doing this. My answer came out the same way. I’m not sure why but before going in, I hesitated, but I headed in anyway. “Marcus Connor” she called out. “What brings you in?” I knew the voice and knew it was wrong for all the wrong reasons. I’d heard the place had the best damn stew in the area.. A lot of girls half her age would be envious her figure.She was so turned on, her nipples were stiff as pencil ereasers. I could smell the aroma wafting from the dampness between her legs.“What are you feeling at this moment Beth? What are you thinking towards Jim?” I asked.“How much I love him. God, I love him so much and to see that look on his face turns me on. I love what your friend is doing to him. I can’t explain the pleasure I am getting from seeing him have this happen.” She started to. By now, I had gone in for a few more strokes inside Melissa’s pussy, so I pulled out and faced Farah and Henry, who now pressed his cock against her booty.“Fuck my wife, slave. Give it to her, good and rough. I’m about to screw your fiancee,” I told him, bending Farah over the loveseat and yanking her slacks down to slip my cock into her drenched and slippery twat.Melissa’s reaction to having a new dick in her slit was electric. She bucked her hips even harder now, taking full advantage of the.