Mrs Jones was soon urging me on, to fuck her harder and faster, and as I did her husbands desk squeaked with every movement but Mrs Jones didn't care ...he wanted a good fucking and I was going to give it her.Nicki was soon close to cumming on Mrs Jones's tongue, and began rubbing her pussy harder and faster along Mrs Jones's mouth groaning louder and louder as she did, until finally with one loud groan she began bucking on Mrs Jones's face.I quickly thrust into Mrs Jones harder and faster too,. And he wasn't unconscious. He won't need a stretcher or anything." Ryan's shoulders slumped. "Jesus, Nate. Thanks a lot." "Sorry." They watched as Brody was led off and Ryan did not know if she was relieved or not. It was good he was on his feet, but he was obviously unable to skate on his own. She wanted to call him, but knew he would not be able to talk for a while. She settled for sending a text. Saw the hit. Hope you are okay. Call when you can. Worried about you. She felt a little better. “Yeah, but…” he said, until I interrupted him.“Good. Unless I hear from you, I’ll be there at Noon on Monday,” I told him. “If that’s what Cindy wants, that’s the least that she deserves.”“Man, this is gonna be weird,” Napoleon told me. “There’s no way I’d just walk away after what happened between you and me. But I love my wife and I’m gonna do all I can to keep her.”“Understood, stud,” I told him and then got out of his truck.As I walked around to the back of his truck, Napoleon joined me. . "I said, turn around," he harshly whispered as his hand tightened around my throat. Mmmm... so he wants it rough tonight. I turned around, slowly enough that the pressure of my body tantalized him. I heard his sharp intake of breath as I pressed into him when I fully faced him. The aggressiveness in his eyes made me wetter, and a curious feeling of triumph filled my chest. I knew he was debating if he wanted me submissive or to match his aggressiveness with my own. I decided to make that.