“I love you, Davy,” she whispered in my ear.“How is your pussy?”“Sore and swollen. You really pounded me, sweetheart. Why did you do it?”�...�You need a good, hard fucking to remind you that you are a kitten. You are made to be fucked and fucked hard and often.”“I know. I never forget I belong to you. I am very happy belonging to you, Davy, but, well, have I done something to anger you?”“Sit back and be quiet, kitten.”Had she done something to anger me? No. You know better than that. Andy was a. At that time Jessica came walking back into the front room with just her bra on. My wife turned to her and yelled at her, so was my husband good enough for you? Jessica looked my wife in the eyes and slowly shook her head. My wife pulled away from me and walked towards Jessica, so is what he told me true? You dirty little slut. Jessica looked at my wife with a scared look in her eyes, what? That you seduced him and made him fuck you? My wife yelled at her as she got up in front of the smaller. Loins that soon found themselves sporting see-through pink knickers.They were French-cut and matched the rest of my fuschia outfit. Layersof ruffles on the back teased my buttocks. A round, lace circle at theback framed my arsehole, while a soft lace panel on the front hid anopening for my erection to peep through."Mmmm... I think someone likes their soft pink pretties!" Becky breathedin my ear as she caressed my groin with the palm of her hand."Just a couple more things now, baby - make me. Each time getting naughtier and lasting longer.She really knew how to get the best out of a man.We had been in her room now for a couple of hours and she was still driving me on.She was on top facing me and riding me hard, her beautiful tits bouncing away mesmerizing me.Her moans were telling me she was really getting close again.My cock and balls were by now soaked with her juices and getting wetter by the minute.I was in heaven, a 5 foot 4 mother a little curvy but still fit with an awesome.