Full day she use to spend with us and only return to her home at night to sleep. Then I noticed that her mood was getting much better she seamed to lo...k and be happy, even when her husband was not with her. As time passed we also became good friends. Started chatting and shearing a lot about our life. And I don’t know when but I started having feelings towards her.We use to go for walks, movies, shopping.and she was happy…….and that’s all what I wanted to see her happy. one day I asked her if. .When I was re-inflated, I took Faye missionary-style -- and when she begged me to crush the living shit out of her nipple in a voice choked with passion, I gave her what she wanted -- and she nearly bucked me off! Apparently, Roger was a gentle and considerate lover -- but Faye occasionally wanted things rough and edgy and she wanted me to handle her cravings. Hey, no problem ... I pounded the living shit out of her -- she was built to take it. I unloaded for the fourth or fifth time that. Her pussy began to spit out more of her nectar, coating the jackhammering cock with her sticky cream.Molly braced herself on her wide spread knees, frozen still as the beast fucked her at a blinding speed.But suddenly, he stopped moving, his rock hard cock buried to the hilt within the girls tunnel. As the beast held still, the small blonde would get a more exact dimension of his still cock. She figured he was well over 8” deep within her grasping pussy, and slowly getting deeper.Quickly, his. We drop to the bed and continue kissing, but that is getting more urgent, our breathing more rapid. Our bodies touching and getting extremely tactile, feeling every inch that is touching. I can’t wait anymore. I reach down and take your semi hard cock in my hand. You let out a low gasp. I start to stoke it. God it feels so good in my hand. I continue to rub your cock while your lips start to travel to my neck, my collar bone and to my breasts. You pull the bra down and the minute your.