So I matched her speed, upping the tempo. Shortly after she increased her speed, puffing with new exertion. I, in turn, quickened the pace. Looking to...my side, I saw her quickly look at me. Smiling, she upped the pace again. At this point my body was pushing its limits. Reluctantly I slowed to cool down. She turned to me, smiling broadly, and thanked me for the competition, but warned me, "Next time don't take on a competitive rower." I laughed and declared myself beat. So then, I thought, what. I pushed her agaisnt the wall while kissing and fingering her. Grabbed her throat, bit her lip and I already felt her cumming on my hand. She was dripiing all over my arm.Then I bent her over the bed. Tied her hands and knees. Put a blindfold on her and made her wait there for awhile. I was so hard; I just wanted to fuck her but I waited. I wanted her to beg. I wanted her to beg for my cock to be inside of her. After she begged enough I approached her from behind. She immediately arched her. ..”“Your office.”I nodded, changed the subject, “Joey was looking at the butcher shop case as we were leaving. Casually mentioned that those Kansas City Strip Steaks looked good.”“You’re kidding!” Like me, Vanessa wasn’t upset. More amused at the human comedy.“He told me they’re his mother’s favorite.”“Aw, that’s kind of sweet. Greedy but sweet.”“Yeah well. His mother’s in prison.”Vanessa laughed, “What for?”“Murphy Game.”“Was she really a prostitute?”“Off and on. She was never a street. Till now thinking about what may happen my cock became tight. I lowered my pant to free my cock. First my wife was facing down. Andi started applying oil on her legs. His hands were touching her legs. Then he started to apply on her upper potion of her legs. I could see her relaxed face. He continued massing for about ten minutes. He was gradually going up till her ass chicks.Then he asked my wife to free the towel. As soon as she freed it. He removed her upper towel to make her topless. Now he.