"Of course I am Darling!" Alisha just scoffs and begins eating her dinner.******Later on I'm sitting at my desk when there is a knock on my study door..."Come in." I call sure it is my wife. I don't bother to look up from my Laptop screen when the door opens and then swiftly closes again. It isn't until I notice the lightly tanned, toned legs sidling up to my desk that I realise it wasn't my wife knocking but Alisha!"And what can I do for you young lady?" I ask even though I know just what I. Karen pulled his legs forward so his ass was at the edge of the divan and spread them apart. She dropped to her knees between his thighs and stroked his throbbing erection a few times. Then she licked the tip of his cock and his hips jerked up as he gasped in excitement. In the next second, Jason’s rock-hard length disappeared inside of Karen’s mouth as he grabbed onto the edge of the divan to keep from slipping off from the pleasure.Karen ran her lips up and down his rigid member, applying. He sensed my state and thrust his cock into me with fast long strokes sending me over the edge."I'm cumming," I panted as the waves of pleasure consumed my being. The spiraled out from my core and shook my body like an earthquake. I cried out as cum boiled from my cock and pooled at my feet.He continued to fuck me hard as my climax continued to shake my body. I came harder and longer than I ever had before and when it ended my legs were weak and sweat covered my body."Oh fuck," I panted as he. "Marisol shook her head. "That doesn't make sense. I've never been anything but a mistress, a rich man's whore born and bread. The best I've been has been a maid. And you. You're a fucking genius. You could be anything you want, have any woman you want." Only if I can have you." Even if I ... divorce, I won't marry you. I'll be your mistress until you wake up and see the real me. I won't have your child. That's for your wife to have, for you to have a real family. And ... if your wife divorces.