Her long legs spread as far as her hips would allow and her feet were suspended in the air like a beautiful ballerina. She began to finger fuck her ev...ry hole. It was like she was riding on a pole, Carlo's pole. Her breath and whispers were calling out to her long, but not forgotten lover. She knew right then, at the height of her orgasm, which fleshy-like cock would do.Carlo had a chest any guy would die for. His body was silken with a golden sheen and hair as dark as night, that had a most. I gave her a few hard thrusts.“Yeah, like that,” she answered.I laughed at her.“That’s not how I fuck a slut. I am going to show you how I fuck a slut,” I boasted.She glanced back a little bit nervously.I reached forward, my cock still inside her. I grabbed her damp hair and pulled it back in a ponytail. I wrapped her hair around my left hand and pulled it tightly, wrenching her head back slightly. She made a groan and her entire body tensed up as she clamped onto my cock.I resumed fucking her,. Being a non believer-you could say my beliefs fall under ‘playing for the other team’-the word blessed is not one I would use, but having been previously involved in an unhappy marriage, I considered myself damn lucky. I can honestly say I have never taken my wife for granted, nor her me, and have always appreciated her, but I would later realize that, like many, even though I told myself that I still did take her for granted. Not in the everyday things we did, but that it would always be that. " I don't think you should go outside in this weather," he stated firmly."The hell I won't," she snorted back at him. "I'm not going to coddle myself just becauseI have a child in me. I'm going to participate in this battle no matter what." I'll have my father order you to stay back."Leaning on one elbow, she gave him an icy stare as she said, "You do that, and we'll never fuck again." He could see the warning in her angry eyes that told him not to do as he threatened."Alexis, I don't want you.