I kissed on her boobs and told her -no need to worry my dear the painful part is over, now you are going to feel the heavenly pleasure -I assured her ...nd tenderly kissed her eyes. I recommenced my in and out movement. She moaned painfully aaahhhhhhhh aaahhh ram pllzzzz move slowly oohhhhhhhh . I pulled my cock back to the tip of her pussy and slowly inserted it back. Sometimes I gave quick short strokes and sometimes long slow ones.I kept varying the length and the pace of my strokes. Later her. He liked showing me off. I always felt like an object or a very special trophy. He liked that his friends and co-workers thought I was very beautiful. It was important that I was hot looking. He wanted people to be jealous and want me. That was very important to my husband. I felt more like a sex slave than a wife.Most men, let their wives have a break when they’re on their periods. Not my husband. He loved having sex on my period. He’d always say that women were at their horniest during their. He caught it and was almost too surprised to keep running. Touchdown. Just like that. It was pretty cool.Not only did we break our losing streak that night, we beat the number two team in the state doing it. You'd have thought we won world war three or something. Everybody and their mother wanted to talk to me. After the game, and after all the hooplah died down and I was the last one in the locker room, Amber Jones walked in while I was still in the shower. Amber is the head cheerleader, and. When we got out of the locker room I asked for relief. Danielle raised her hand, but I pointedly overlooked her. I had been hoping that Melanie would volunteer, but she didn't. Instead, Reza raised his hand, and sauntered up to me. "So I don't really know a whole lot about giving bjs." That's ok, just use your hands for now." He nodded and grasped my dick in his hand. He looked up at me, and I realized he wanted to kiss me. As Reza continued to stroke, I hugged him and kissed his forehead..