I see the beginings of tears in her eyes. I thrust into her again hard and I am recieved with another sharp gasp.Then I start a rythme. I few slow sof... thrusts, then a hard fast thrust then back to the slow thrusts. I feel precum ooze from my dick everytime I make Emily gasp. "Say my name Emily." I purr as I thrust inside her wonderful cunt. "Mr...Mr Krauss." she forces out. I smack her ass and hear her yelp. "You know what I mean Emily." She looks back at me her face flushed. I see indignition. ’ ‘But you can’t stop me darling, it’s already done.’ ‘Well what ever you’ve done will be undone in the morning after I talk to Aries.’ Lana was furious, she knew Brad was going to pull this, he was in love with her, she knew that for a fact, and it was one of the reasons he refused to let her go through with her plan. In his simple, little mind he honestly believed that baby would bring them back together. Well, she didn’t want his family, and she no longer wanted anything to do with the. I squeal like a piglet as he violently enters me, which is greeted by a chorus of uproarious laughter behind me. I grunt and whimper as he thrusts his impossibly long, thick cock in and out of me, every inch again and again as he and my wife make out passionately behind me. Precum drizzles uncontrollably from my dickhole while he relentlessly punishes my newly broken pussy amid the stream of animal noises that escape my mouth. Despite the ensuing ridicule from the peanut gallery, I begin. He looked awkwardly at the briefs he was wearing, his left hand pulling back the waistband and looking down. Maybe he should ditch the tighty-whities if he were going out. As far as he knew, no one else was aware that he still had some and he'd like to keep it that way. He only had a couple of pairs too - mostly Christmas gifts from mom leftover throughout the years, despite him wearing boxer-briefs since he was fifteen - and mainly kept them as a spare for when he ran out of clothes, which.