With my veracity established, the admonishment was my cue to put my fiancé’ into the priest’s good graces. While I admitted my fiancé liked kiss...ng, I confessed truthfully, it was he, not me who drew the sex limitation line before marriage. With the marriage date confirmed, I was okay with his sexual urges but my fiancé’ insisted I remain a virgin until we met on the altar.The priest gobbled it up. He was convinced, I was a good Catholic girl; my fiancé did love me and we were “behaving” before. He pushed further and further, the eager walls of her pussy accepting it like a pacified animal. Finally his hips smashed up against the cheeks of her ass. He pulled back until he was almost out, and violently pushed it back in. Making the cruiser groan against the force.“Oh god!” she cried out, enjoying the pleasure he was forcing out of her.“You liked being fucked like a slut?”“Yes, fuck me officer,” she begged. Nicole never begged.He pumped faster and faster. He wasn’t making love to her. He. Jean looked at me and said what are you worried she would cheat on you. I laughed and said no she's into big dicks. Jean stopped what she was doing and said you know what, why don't you give me an hour and I'll have her licking my pussy quicker than you can grab your cock. I don't know what I was thinking but I said only if you let me watch. She said sure it won't take long. These married women are all into pussy they just don't admit it. So I texted my wife and said I was leaving for an. As we entered the room, he threw me on the bed and pounced upon me. He began kissing me wildly on my lips while his hands were busy massaging my soft, plump, juicy breasts. He said, he loved my boobs while they were swinging due to my movements and he said he used to secretly notice my curves many times. He pressed my boobs hard through my blouse and slowly placed his hand inside my saree, into the bottom area, I mean, into my panties and began to rub my clit. Oh! I was in heaven when he was.