But really, I knew the answer to that. I was a tease and always had been. Shawn’s hand moved lower and I felt him cup my pussy. Oh hell, I was in tr...uble now. I felt him tapping a finger on my clit. Oh hell. I tried to move away from him but the tightening of his forearm stopped me. His finger slipped into my cunt and I cursed myself for realizing I was actually getting horny. I opened my eyes a little and saw Lee watching. I looked at him until he met my gaze. He had a hand under the table and. But I still always want it. My husband Rock likes to describe his role in our lives like this: Imagine a zealous and perpetually horny but clueless and incompetent pimp who falls in love with his one and only whore. He wants her always in whore mode and whores her out, but almost always forgets to charge for her services. He enjoys getting her properly used - fucked always and often, sometimes hard and roughly.What is my life like, day-to-day? Imagine me as a somewhat classy call girl. Graduate. She was enjoying and hugged me tightly. She moaned. I kissed her neck lips again and again. She whispered in my ears: Vasanth. Vasanth. Please, da. Leave me.Me: no Vani. Be my wife di. I wanna fuck you di sexy.I was still doing her. I rubbed her pussy over the saree.Vanitha: Oh.Ahhh. Vasanth. She bit my ears.I was rubbing fast her pussy. She took her hand and rubbed my erected manhood. I was so good after this.A few seconds later, her mobile rang. We heard the voice and separated. She was. I look at his face so near to mind and reality returns. I’ve committed adultery! This man, not my husband, has had me! His cum is deep inside my vagina! The idea excites me again! Finally, Lyle pushes up, his softened cock pulls out of me and he gets off the bed. I lie there, naked and used on our marital bed as he dresses. When he finishes, I get up and kiss him quickly and he leaves. ‘Suddenly, I hear the front door open and my kids’ voices as they come in. In utter panic, I grab a blouse and.