Fuck her so hard that all she'll think of at the sight of me is that I hold the power over whether she gets to fuck the cock she craves. YOUR cock, hu...band. Make her cum at the thought of bearing your children and cry at a refusal to bear your heirs. I just want you to bring her to her knees." She said as Jon smirked at the devious wife, bringing her close and kissing her lovingly."Very well, dear wife. And what do I get out of this for my efforts?" He asked as Sansa smirked."Apart from fucking. Sarah Rose Appleton lifted her glove-covered hand and wiped the sweat off her brow onto her sleeve before lifting the second helping of stuffing onto the next plate. It was Friday night and she volunteered, like she does every Friday night, to serve dinner to the homeless at Saint Agnes in downtown Chicago. It was a service she had performed every year since she was 14 and at 28 she still felt compel to continue. Sister Mary Beth rested a comforting hand on young Sarah’s shoulder. Surprised,. She was now in her bra and panty. They went back to kissing as he ran his fingers to her back and started to unhook her cup bra. As it unhooked, he threw them off and took her breasts in his hand and began playing with them. Then, he put them in his mouth, sucking on her brown hard nipples, alternatively. She was extremely turned on by now. In a flash, she unzipped him and removed his junk. No sooner had it come out that she put it in her mouth and began sucking it. He had stood up now and was. The brown orifice looked well used, but not sloppy. I didn't touch her, however. I didn't want to set the clock going again. I crawled up behind her... and grabbed my cock. The clock started again.I slid into her asshole, but it was not easy. It took twenty seconds, and she was moaning like a dying man pleased to die. Once fully embedded, I began a slow in and out motion. Ten seconds later, spurred on by her rising voice, I was fucking her like a madman. My body felt more alive than it ever had.