The Bathroom was on the left as I walked into the dark room. After the bath was a short hall with closets on the right and a couch on the left. About ... feet past the couch was the bed. It took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust. He was laying in the bed under the sheet playing with himself with the TV being the only light in the room. I dropped my pants around my ankles leaving on my boots and my coat. I sat down, cock out, semi hard, he got out of the bed naked, walked over to me slowly,. Scheherazade volunteers to marry the King, then begins to relate stories to husband, ending in a cliff-hanger right before dawn, his curiosity stays her execution for a thousand and one days, at which point he decides she’s faithful and doesn’t have her killed. At the time Sara had thought, I could come up with a better thousand and one nights to distract the king. The idea had caught in her mind’s eye, had transformed into a modern retelling, then from a woman distracting a mans’ attention to. We eventually went home and I stripped and rolled those legging off and then let her suck me off. I just had to bend her over our settee and fucked her senseless as she fantasised and teased me me what those old men where doing to her. I finally pumped loads of my hot cum into that so sweet tight pussy and what a joy to see it running out down her leg.As always this is our game we play and we enjoy so please men, don't spoil it by being too aggressive with her and put her off. She likes to. His touch was strong and possessive. She felt wanted and needed and slightly sore from the last night, but her body didn’t mind. Her pussy was beginning to tingle with need for him again. “Good morning beautiful.” His voice was low and husky. The voice of a man who had made hours of love the night before and hadn’t talked since then. A whisper against her shoulder that made goosebumps race over her skin. She remembered what those lips could do. She remembered how they closed around her clit and.