“Oh, I feel so full,” she moans. She begins to buck against my hand to let me know she is loving what I am doing. After a couple of minutes, her...breathing gets more labored, I add a finger and really start to fuck her and stretch her pussy to the limit. “Oh fuck, oh my god, oh my god!” she yells and cums on my hand again. I thrust through her orgasm then I place my thumb in my palm and push my hand into her extremely stretched pussy. “Oh fuck, yes! Fist me, Miss, claim my pussy!” she. When it came to my heart, it was a different matter. I didn’t want to be the strong one. I wanted to be overpowered and taken. I wanted him to pursue me. Surely he knew I was interested? Maybe I just needed to remember how to be a woman and flirt with him a little bit. My mind flashed back to the day we planned the kitchen floor. It was the only time I had been alone with him. Why had he been in such a hurry to leave? As if summoned by my thoughts, he opened the French doors and came out by the. Mohsin moaned…. first with pain and then with pleasure…. He now enjoyed the ass fucking and he started to move his ass to and fro in rhythm to the movement of my cock…. When I was at the peak of my enjoyment and felt I would ejaculate very soon I pulled my cock out of the hole of Mohsin and asked Amjad Khan to continue the ass fucking activity……I sat for some time allowing my cock to relax…. and then I sat on the pillows in front of Mohsin’s face allowing him to suck my cock….. In the meantime. My heart exploded, beating wildly, passionately, like it had to catch up somehow. I stared wide eyed as his cock withdrew glistening to his balls. I could almost feel the penetration of his cock into my wife’s sex. His gentle rocking of her body swayed in my mind. ?Yes? oh, yes? fuck my pussy deep? fuck me?. Yes, oh, yes!!? She begged? pleaded? coaxed? demanded him to fuck her again and again? He did? over and over his cock buried itself into her sex. His balls began spanking her.