I'mgoing to make you severely pay for messing with my wife." A man came frombehind the chair and stood in front of me. I vaguely recognized him. "Youd...n't recall me do you? I'm Stephen, Sheila's wife." Sheila was mysecretary at the bank and a few years back she and I had an affair but itfinished a long time ago. Neither Sheila nor I are spring chickens but theaffair was intense at the time."I now going to exact my revenge. As you can see I've started but you cansee more in this mirror." Stephen. I had to stop him as I did not want to cum.“Praveen..?”“Yes Ashu..”“Fuck me.”“Ask for it again.”“Fuck me Praveen, please fuck me but please don’t hurt me.” I moaned out.“I am going to fuck you, but I won’t hurt you. But first you gotta suck my cock.”Praveen’s manhood in my face, I slowly licked the tip, unsure of what it would taste like. It tasted musky and had the slight odour of precum, something that always turned me on as I masturbated. I opened my mouth wider and took in the head of that. “Yes! Like that! Just like that!” she moaned getting closer to her orgasm now. Striving to make the woman cum, Leonhard tries to make his tongue into a living vibrator, as he flicks it over her clit and pussy, while speeding up his strokes. He feels a climax coming within seconds...”Yes fuck yes! Just about there!” she screamed as she gripped his head tightly with her legs feeling her orgasm coming. “Just a bit more!” she screamed feeling her body tightening up like spring. The scientist gave. "MOM!" Gretchen jumped. Brad-Chad jumped. They turned in unison toward the sound of the harsh, outraged cry to see a boy in rumpled pajamas standing at the hallway door. "What the fuck...?" Brad-Chad blurted. Gretchen gaped, frozen with a string of slobber hanging between her lips and the hard cock that had just been in her mouth. Tommy? Oh my God how could she have forgotten about her son? Well, truth be told, she hadn't forgotten about him, merely assumed he'd be sound asleep. Tommy.