" That's not much to accuse Phillip of cheating on." No, but bonking in the hotel's pool at three in the morning is!" What were you doing, spying on h...m?" I certainly was not. Sam always had this thing about doing it in semi public places, she'd taken one look at the Jacuzzi by the pool and insisted that we tried it for size." So you are telling me that you saw my husband knocking off his secretary in New York ... what, it must have twelve years ago?"More like sixteen Debbie!" Christ, and you. I could feel them looking over every inch of my body, from head to toe. My eyes moved to look at each of them as they painted. I found myself looking to the one guy the most. I couldn’t help but to wonder why he wanted my glasses on. Out of all of them, he seemed to be the most focused. His eyes didn’t just look at me. It was more like he was examining me, copying my image into his mind, then working it onto the canvas. Back and forth they all looked and I looked at each of them. From one to. That next morning mom knocked on the door with her usual wake up call. He looked over at me and said not to say a word about this to anyone. It was to be our secret and brotherly bond! This continued for a few more months but one night he asked if he could do something different, I trusted him and let him have his way. Tonight he laid on top of me and pressed his stiffening dick against mine, grinding them together. He started grinding harder and faster, kissing me on the neck and cheek. His. . it was HUGE, painful, and yet gave her the most intense pleasure of her life. Perhaps that's what it would have felt like if Red had pulled her fist all the way out and then slammed in back in. Groveling on the ground beneath him, Kristen writhed in ecstacy, her pussy being filled with his cum, none of it spilling out because the width of the knot kept it inside her.The Wolf was howling as he filled her pussy with cum, and she crouched exhausted underneath him, her pussy sore and aching from.