It’s not that I’m shy being with a woman in front of harry, but yes I am, if the women happens to be his wife… only a few hours before on this F...iday morning harry pleaded with me to take his wife. at first I didn’t know it was Mrs. harry and I was happy… I said, “dude harry, where had you hidden this one all these days? She’s a bomb man!” When I held her hand, I knew she had not been with a man other than her husband, she almost melted with coy. I asked him “Who is this?I hope you are not. “I have had such a lovely weekend.”I put my arm around her and kissed her and her hand reached down for my erection. She smiled and started to step backwards towards the bed holding my cock firmly in her hand. I resisted and kissed her again. “Time is getting short and we will need to do all this again.”She was disappointed but acknowledged that I was right. “Would you like to meet up during the week?” she asked.I thought about it. “It’s a bit difficult during the week,” I told her. “I get up. As it is forced into my ass I know this is not her usual toy. I cry again, real tears stinging my eyes as she forces my ass open with short stabbing thrusts. She releases my ass from her hand and reaches up for my ponytail again and pulls my head back.Using my ponytail for leverage, Mistress Chelsea forces her toy into me. I feel my ass streching, I feel incredible pain, but as the toy fills me, as it takes over my body I also feel the pleasure that only Mistress Chelsea can bring even when. Just before he set his feet on the floor, he felt a massive pair of tits push up against his naked, muscular back. "Where are you going, lover?" the sultry voice purred in his ear. She turned his face up to hers and kissed him with a fierce hunger. She pushed him back to fall on the bed and straddled his naked form. Placing her hand on his chest, she trialed it slowly, southwards towards his manhood. She wrapped her hand around it and began to stroke it hurriedly. Raising herself up on top of.