Firmly he slid his left arm around her waist pulling her close, until her flesh pressed tightly to his. His right arm softly caressed her cheek. His h...nd moved across her jaw line, around her ear, until his fingers flowed through her hair. Her heart raced as her love slowly caressed her. Their eyes never losing contact. The love beaming from one set of eyes to the other. Gently her own hands began to slide along his arms to his shoulders, then chest. They locked in a deep loving embrace. Their. Wanting it to build to give him that intense pleasure. With that I take all of him I can get in down my throat. He thrusts forward and I moan with my mouthful of him. Now stroking him with my mouth, I take long slurps and sucks. As I work him slowly he moans and tells me I'm a good slut. With that I speed up the pace. I began to take just the head and suck on it, popping it in and out of my mouth. Now he's holding the bar and my head. His head leaned back moaning louder. Taking his balls in my. ’ He turned away just as Jennifer alighted from her car. Her skirt flew high as it caught in the breeze and her long legs drew the man’s attention. An astonishing look of unbridled lust flashed across his features – a look he didn’t bother to conceal. He licked his lips. ‘Who’s the red-headed tart?’ he asked. He didn’t notice Peter’s look of revulsion and didn’t recoil from his rage. ‘That’s my fiancée.’ ‘She’ll make a good pony,’ he remarked. ‘A very expensive pony to ride once she’s broken. The walls look like they’re on fire. Am I in Hell? Is this demon, Fat Rob, going to give me what I need?He tosses this whip aside and penetrates me again, slamming his hips into my ass. I glance to my wedding ring.“Doug,” I whisper, unable to apologize before another orgasm comes over me.Fat Rob grabs my dirty-blonde locks, pulling my head back as he fills me yet again with his seed.He slams me down on the bed, the fiery effect of the walls subsides, I black out again, thinking of the first day.