John was in me immediately with his amazing hard cock. Now he could really pound into me and I could feel his tip all the way up to my cervix."Oh yes,...that's it. That's what I want! Fuck me hard until you come!"Which is exactly what he did, making me scream out with another massive orgasm as I felt him load me up with his hot come. I was so sensitive that I felt every turgid squirt and that was the sexiest part, knowing he was giving me the gift I wanted most of all.I flopped forward on the. "I so thought you would get that right. I guess we will just have to keep working on breaking you." She slipped the blindfold over my eyes and secured it tightly. "So because you still don't know my name, this next part will have to be entirely up to your imagination." With that, I heard her slipping away from me.Over the next hour, I was strapped to a wooden pole, unable to move or see. But I could hear. I could smell. For at least sixty minutes I listened intently as my wife made love. She couldn’t have opened her door fast enough. Anna walked into the shower and let the hot water loosen her tense muscles. She sponged her belly, legs, feet and arms. She sponged her breasts and back. She closed her eyes, and Eric’s face came into view. She began to imagine how he was in bed. Suddenly she felt moist. She slipped her hand between her legs and her fingers followed the path of the water to her excited clit and cunt. She settled against the tiled wall. ‘Ah.’ She sighed into the. She obviously knew that leaving the third button undone would have crossed over the thin line between sexy and indecent. "Tall gin and tonic, please," I said, returning her smile. "Bombay, Tanqueray, Hendricks?" she asked. "Gordon's or Beefeaters will be fine, thanks," I smiled back at her. "Besides, it's the tonic that really matters. Schweppes, Canada Dry?" My eyes dropped down her torso as she turned away to pick out the Beefeaters from the shelf behind the bar, watching as her tight.