The word "cuckold " felt like a rock pressing against my chest. I could hear movement in the other room. I knew I would have to confront Carol, but I ...as hoping that David would be gone. With luck, I'd never have to face him again.After a few minutes there was a light knocking at the partially opened door. I looked up to see David, dressed once more in my swimming trunks. "Paul? Paul, I'm so sorry. I don't know what happened." "You just fucked the hell out of my wife is what happened!" My voice. Sam thrusts himself fully up in her as she gives out a cry of surprise at such sudden action. Grace throbs against Sam, welcoming his prick finally into her warm and wanting cave of desire. Over and over, he backs out only to come in harder again and again. Sam is pounding her at a fast pace now. Both want it this way. Both want to cum soon. Over and over, they feel the vibrations coming from each of them. The wanting desire each needs to have fulfilled. Grace pulsating against Sam at. She gritted her teeth and stood. The plug tugged at her insides and she had to stop herself from doubling over. Slowly she walked towards the cabin and stepped into the dark living room. The minute she was inside he grabbed her wrist and turned her, pressing her against the door. His large hand slid down her stomach and he found her small clit. He circled the nub of flesh with one finger and she tensed her ass pushing back against him. She still wore the heels and her ass pressed against his. Mared and I used to go at it like rabbits, when we first met. Think I was his first. Although I’m not sure. He is a mute. Mostly he talks to me by handing me his credit cards or sometimes does hand signals.Recently, however, he’s spending more and more of his time at the Spa, practicing ballet, sitting in on occasional meetings and doing yoga. I hardly ever see him. I can’t remember the last time we fucked.Maybe it’s because I’m a mommy. But I’ve kept my figure. People still look at my long.