She pulled out some fresh chicken breasts from the refrigerator and breaded them before popping them into the oven that was preheated. Some potatoes w...re peeled, cut up and placed in a pot to boil for mashing and she planned to cook some frozen corn later to also serve.She hummed as she worked, looking forward to a nice dinner together at home. It had been weeks since they had done so and she figured they just needed to reconnect and the whole idea of Jeffrey would fade away. The time flew by. No hard feelings. Listen to this. He ass fucked her and she made it clear that she didn't like it and gave hin all kinds of shit. He had to listen to that for an hour as he speared her ass over and over again, like a fucking machine he said. He has a huge cock too. I saw it at the bachelor party. If she wasn't so incredibly tight he would have been really pissed. He pulled out at the last minute and came on her fucking hairdo just to get even. She wanted to kill him he said. I smiled and jerked. Mary was also gasping for breath now, her brow and upper lip covered in a thin film of sweat despite the cool air. She took her eyes off the scene on the bed for a moment, looing down. For the first time she could remember her clit had grown so engorged, that it was now slightly peeking out under her hood. Her pussy was a beautiful pink colour – the same as her face, as she would have noticed if she had looked in the mirror at that moment.„Oh God, I’m cumming“, Paul gasped all of a sudden. He. A hand slid around her waist, gripping the flesh, her skirt now in tatters as hands glided across her struggling form. The probing of a finger against her womanhood bought a fresh scream to her lips. A hand flew to her mouth, silencing her. Her eyes wild with panic as she felt is violate her depths. Her blush renewing as she heard a low chuckle "The wench is willing lads" Shame filling her as the moistness of her lust trickled down her thigh.The finger probed deeper, wriggling around inside.