He nibbled on the lace just above my clit, quickly reeling me back towards reality. “Kevin… Oh fuck me…” I wriggled as I felt him pull away. I...heard him snicker, and only then did I realise my eyes had been closed. Opening them I found his face only about a hands width away from mine. “You said something?” His voice almost seemed serious. I smiled a little shyly, too embarrassed to answer as I shook my head. How do you tell someone you just met you were moaning their name? “Come on,” he leaned. He was of medium height and quite pudgy, with thick lensed glasses. I never regarded Christi as a femme fatale but since she’sbeen going with Efan she’s become insatiable and can’t get enough ofhis enormous weapon. Christi used to be quiet, almost shy but not anymore. She has a nice figure for her age – 36. She has firm, well-shaped breasts and long, shapely legs. In our 15 years of marriage,neither of us had strayed before. Efan soon settled in, almost one of the. He was hung just a little better than Baron but was more aggressive in a few ways.He could be assertive as hell when he wanted to breed for one thing. While it would begin as playing, licking and nudging; if I didn’t get with it, after a little while, it could turn to nipping and actual biting. There were a few times that he drew blood in his assertion. He was also a lot more active during sex. He’d go at me good and hard until his feet slipped away under him then regain his footing and begin. “Please cum in me,” I replied back to him with sharpness and need in my voice. “Baby, that was the plan.” He thrust in and out of me for a few more moments, before thrusting deep and I felt hot cum shoot into me. I wrapped my legs, which had been spread with my feet flat on the bed, around him. The feeling of hot cum in me was amazing. I loved it in my throat, and I already loved it inside of me. When his cock had been drained, I rested my head back. I was attempting to take in everything.