Each withdrawal and hard thrust was met with gasps and a hard thrust of your own.You kissed and sucked at my neck, shoulders and face as I rammed you ...s deep and hard as I could. My balls slapped at your bunghole with each violent hard thrust. Each time my cock hit rock bottom in you, it took your breath away. Your vaginal muscles gripped at me like a vice. I was sure your nails had drawn blood on my back and ass cheeks they were anchored so deep. We both grunted and gasped for air as we came. I’ll do anything. This part is amazing. I’ll do anything John, ANYTHING!” John looked at Kelly more seriously. “Your whole life is going to change. Cameras will follow you everywhere, your life won’t be private anymore. You’ll be on the Internet, your friends may get jealous, are you sure?” John let it hang in the air and tried his best to get Kelly to consider the change in her life. He was a professional and this was his job. He could see she was only focused on the fame. John made one final. He knew he was getting the job done and that made him feel that much better about himself. He knew his skills at pleasuring the opposite sex were pretty decent as it was, but to know that he was getting this particular girl off was just an added bonus. Not like his ego needed anymore fuel. Over and over again, his cock plunged deep in her wanton depths as her moans echoed off the walls of his bedroom. He began concentrating on not cumming. He diverted his thoughts anywhere else but her tight. Contrite, humble. Wanting to work it out. Warily, pityingly, I took him back in. And now I was so, so, so glad that I did. Our marriage. Our marriage was saved. With a thumb I fiddled with my wedding ring. I’d get to keep it on. And I’d get to keep him. I was so grateful he’d agreed to come back to me. My heart leapt—and I’ll confess, my pussy plumped a little—as Mike came back downstairs. In one hand he held a big bowl, in the other, a plastic grocery bag with a few heavy objects. He put the.