This went on for almost an hour and when I was ready to leave for home she said, "Goodbye," and then added, "Next time we meet you're gonna fuck me. R...ght?" I answered, "Hell yeah!" But after I left I got cold feet. I never thought I'd cheat on my wife - no matter what or why, and here I was, one date away from cheating and fucking some housewife I'd just met online. I convinced myself to tell Nicole that I couldn't fuck her, even though I'd told her I would. But she wouldn't take no for an. Frankie was on her way to a meeting so she was dressed in a dark blue skirt suit with a v neck top and her customary hold ups with a low kitten heel pumps on her feet.She was suddenly aware she was crossing and uncrossing her legs trying to get comfortable her knee length skirt riding up her legs, she was getting engrossed in the book as the female character was being thrown around the room by her k**nappers, she looked up and caught the man’s eyes as he looked up at the same time, he smiled. “It looks delicious.”“Delicious?” She sounded confused.He looked up into her face. “Sure, hasn’t Arthur ever tasted you?”“What?!“ she gasped. “Of course not!““Too bad,” said Bobby, leaning down, before she could move. “He’s a fool if he hasn’t.”Her reaction as he fastened his lips to her lower ones, and thrust his tongue into that little dark slit, was both athletic and violent. She voiced a gurgling scream, and her legs tried to close, but couldn’t, because his body was between them. He found. The vibrator goes too, since it has done its job by now. Hands grope your thighs, your arse, your tits.One way or another you are brought to your knees. (You can always choose to do so voluntarily, but that’s not much fun, is it?) Above the hubbub of voices, someone yells, “Are you a dirty little cocksucker?” Regardless of how you answer (if you answer at all), another says, “She certainly looks like it.”Then your face is being slapped, by big fat, meaty cocks attached to heavy, spunk-filled.