And of course, he wouldn't come up; he wouldn't fulfill his husbandry duties... Henrietta shook her aching head and an expression of mingled tiredness...and bitterness appeared on her face. Her hand reached for the bottle of sleeping pills and she swallowed the tiny drops of oblivion. A few minutes later, she lied down on the huge bed which had once withstood her passionate animal coupling with Orville Nevins, then her breathing began getting more regular and she lapsed into the blissful. This put a lot of sexual tension in the air. It got Carol and I hot and we'd have great sex. Soon we were spending evenings at his apartment, at restaurants, movies and out dancing. The sexual tension grew. Carol and I started going to his house right after work. She told John she didn't want to get her work clothes all wrinkled. John lent her a T shirt to wear. She wore it like a very short dress over her skimpy underwear. Carol would sit on his couch cross legged, knees spread wide. He sat in. He then setup the camera on a tripod, aiming it at the bed and then came up behind my wife, who was still busily munching on Molly's pussy, and rammed his cock to the hilt into my wife's cunt in one thrust and proceeded to fuck her hard and fast, occassionally giving her ass a hard swat, leaving angry looking red marks on her causing Kari to come up for air and beg Jack to fuck her harder. His cock was about the same size as mine but from this, obviously, new perspective it looked huge fucking. Her reply caught in her throat. “I’m glad,” was all she managed to get out.The hug continued for another minute, but Alaina pulled back eventually. She rubbed at her eyes briefly. “I need to change out of this,” she said, gesturing to her dress.Laura’s eyes moved up and down, taking in the apparel. “That looks very elegant on you.” She smiled brightly, and Alaina felt the need to avert her eyes from the intensity of it.“Thanks,” the younger girl said, blinking. Her smile is dangerous. She.