They were so hard they twanged under his fingers. He let his lips trail towards her ear and whispered, ‘I’m going to fuck you now Kitty, just like...you asked me too.’ And with that he thrust his hips forward. He immediately felt the firm resistance her lips offered and then something gave and he was in, buried right to the hilt inside her tight, scorching, pussy. Kitty screamed, her nails digging fiercely into the back of Rick's shoulders. Rick winced, it was hard enough to draw blood he was. Funny. Charming. Sexy. Intelligent. He was what I wanted my dream husband to model. Mr. Jones was tall with smooth brown skin and a smile that would make you melt. He was well build thanks to the fact that he was a black belt. He was always put together and seeing him sent shockwaves through my body. I had to sit in class with my legs crossed because of my pulsating pussy. That’s how sexy he was. However, he did have one fault, he was married. I didn’t know who she was, but I loathed her. The way she moved as she walked towards our table. It was if she had never aged and had stayed frozen in time. She was even wearing a red silk dress that, except for the length and fullness of the skirt, was remarkably like what she wore that first time I laid eyes on her.Our eyes locked and I stood up pushing my chair back with my legs. She stopped in place for a second or an eon in time, while a current, palpable as an electrical connection surged between us.“Aurora! Mon Dieu! C’est. From pleasure or pain? We really don’t give a fuck. But each one of us will pound our thick cocks into your snug cunt for as long as we like. And then maybe we’ll promote your husband!”Patricia clamped her eyes shut as she felt Steven’s firm grip on the sides of her face. Soon her slobbering and gasping mouth was being hammered up and down on Steven’s cock. Her mind lost in the feeling of utter depravity of her situation and loss of control she felt.Could she survive this evening? She just knew.