Were having indian…on our anniversary? I asked trying to contain my anger. God! Said Troy standing up angrily and staring at me with contempt what d... you want with me?! Youre always fucking pissed no matter what I do! He yelled Well maybe, just maybe, if you paid attention to your fucking wife who wants your attention, she wouldnt be pissed at you! I yelled back furiously. He paused for a moment, shocked at my outburst. You know what? Fuck this and you! He walked over to the bench near the. He takes his lips off my chest and pulls his pants down as his manhood leaps out of the confinement. Putting his hand around my neck and giving it a light squeeze, he guides his lips to my ear and tongues my ear lobe gently before I feel his teeth pulling gently at the soft flesh. ‘Suck my fucking cock.’ he says is a huskied voice and guides me to my knees before his large 8 inch cock. The rock hard shaft standing straight, its red and flesh colored tones making me want him to be inside me. I. It was still dark when I resurfaced to consciousness and the sensation of Stefan gently grinding his backside against my cock, which I realised was as stiff as a board. His movements were so subtle that they might almost have been mistaken for unconscious, though the hand that reached back and took hold of my erection did so with a most definite intent. I placed two fingers to his quivering orifice, still tight despite being so thoroughly abused mere hours ago, and he moaned softly. I touched. He wasn’t going to complain though because with each movement her boobs jiggled back and forth. He was so lost in staring at them that he didn’t notice that her wiggling was also scooting her ass closer and closer to his hand. It wasn’t until the fabric of her suit wriggled its way onto his fingers and he felt his hand cupping her left cheek that he realized what she was doing. Jason looked at her face and she was smiling at him. She stood up and looked him straight in the eye. “Jason. Do you.