When I folded her in half, holding her legs down as I fucked her the crowd grew more impressed. Tears spilled from her large eyes, trickling down her ...reckled face. Her red lips were parted as she in took short, quick breathes. Her collar was so tight around her throat I could see bruising from the buckle as she gasped. Her fingers were clenched and digging into the satin sheets, she was trained not to moan, but as much as I had trained her I suddenly wanted to, no needed to break her. Flipping. My faint play caused her to arch as she tried to force more of her pussy deep into my mouth and when I refused to take bait she was left with no other option but to use her hands to hold me in place while she kicked and bucked to her release. Our lovemaking then took on a fervor I had not yet experienced, taking my cock in her mouth she sucked and licked me to rock hard status, then she mounted me and to the creaking of the bed began to fuck me with all her might, ramming her pussy so hard, I. Wanking on the job, FredMy God, it sounded like every man in the parish was reading this smut.It was 5:30 when my husband Walter parked in the driveway and started up the walk. I posed in my ’I am angry, and you’re in deep shit’ stance in the hall as I waited for him to open the door. I screwed up my face, crossed my arms, and tapped my foot.Walter came in and put his briefcase on the Demilune side table, looked at me with that hangdog face he gets when he knows he is in trouble, “Oh shit, what. Aaaaaaahhhh…uuuuuhhhhhhh….. uuuuffffffffffff….. ….iiiiiihhhhh… ooooffffffffff oohhhhhhhh……” aur jor sa chodo mujhy ooooohhhh aur jur se chodo mujhe…..aaaahhhh…dear aur jor se chodai karo meri…..aaaaahhhhhhhhhh….” mummy pori masti ma thi “…ooooohhhh…ddeeaarrr… ooooohhhhhh…. ….uuuuuuffffff…. …aaaaahhhhh…aaaahhhhhh…. uuuiiiiii… ..aaahhhhh..uuuummmmaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh……oooooooohhhhhhh…..” I … badaaa majaa aa rahaa hai mujhe tumse chodwane mein dear… ….ooohhhhh dear tum bahut achchha chodte.