I wanted hard and dirty sex, and an explosive orgasm. I NEEDED it. So I came straight home after work. I parked the car in the garage, walked in the b...ck door and made sure to lock the garage and door behind me. I intended to be upstairs and didn’t want to be distracted wondering if the door was left unlocked. So I made mental notes. Close garage, lock door. As I walked through the kitchen I began touching myself. I dropped my bag on the counter, kicked off my shoes while my fingers lightly. See they still haven’t improved the working conditions here. God I miss it. I envy you.’ ‘You could come back to the West End. You must have people throwing scripts at you all the time. Lots of big names are performing here at the moment. Might be a good move for you.’ Sucking a deep breath into his lungs of the stale sweat and musty atmosphere, ‘My agent George would have fit. Theatre doesn’t pull the money that film does, and that means a reduction in his ten percent.’ Ben turned around to. He could not believe how fast she learned and how good her lips felt on his cock and then they parted and the head was in her mouth. His body shuttered as the sensations of pleasure ran through him and he pulled her to him and pushed his cock deep into her mouth. There was some resistance but he did not care now and pushed. AH, she is so good and it feels so great, all I want to do if ram my cock down her throat. He pulled his cock out of her as she gagged and coughed. He pulled her face. Osama took my hand. He hit me in the face, you're a whore will beg me to lick my hands and feet, to ask me to fuck you. My husband was sitting near to another deck chair and looked, I saw that he wanted Osama humiliates me. Osama came up from behind, pulled the plug and put it in my mouth, suck it bitch. His hands pushed my buttocks and he rudely put two fingers in my ass. His fingers moved faster and faster, and the entrance to my ass deeper. I was writhing, moaning, stick my ass on his.