"That's because you behave, right? You do know that he can if he wants to, don't you? He can do a lot worse if he wants to." Yes, but he doesn't want ...o. He has been very good to me." And that's what you want, isn't it, a man to be good to you and protect you and take care of you?" Of course. Isn't that what every woman wants?" Mostly, yes, but some people also need to be put in their place. I don't think that Tom really understands that. The best sex we ever had was one time when I angered him. Chris’ cock swelled while he shot his load deep inside her.Sweaty, tired and out of breath, they hugged like long-lost lovers. They kissed like crazy teenagers and grinned like drug addicts after a hit. Lisa had forgotten how big and deep her husband’s eyes were. A tingle crept back into her body. Her hunger was not yet satisfied.“If you lick my pussy gently, I think I will cum again,” she whispered.“I would love to try.”Chris parted Lisa’s legs with his strong hands and made himself. As much as she could, in the tightness of my jeans, she started to move her hand up and down increasing further the stimulation I was receiving. We were now deeply committed to the passion that had risen within us. I am sure we both regretted not undoing the other’s jeans when we started and I am sure we both wanted to be somewhere more private and more naked - I certainly did. I wanted to take Rachel at that moment, to deflower her and make her into the woman she was growing into.She was. Even as I screamed for him to stop I moaned like a slut, my eyes closing, mouth opening, licking my lips.... I wasn’t sure by that point if I wanted him to stop or carry on. Callum laughed and thrust inside me again, his balls slapping against my clit. ‘You wanted to get fucked Charley, you’re getting fucked. Quit whining I know you like it you dirty slut.’ He grunted and then pounded my slit again. I thought that Sam was coming to break it up when he shifted from his spot on the sofa a minute.