Yes, you are fucking, on your back, your legs spread, your arms around his back and thrusting up to meet his thrust. You feel the a****l lust, the hea..., the desire of fucking for fun. You feel the wonderful feeling of your own orgasm build as this stranger fucks you hard and uses your body for his personal pleasure. His pace quickens as he get close. You have fucked enough men in your life that you know he will soon fill you with is hot creamy cum. This excites you and you fuck harder, you want. 15 by 1st January, we have wished each other nude and praised ourselves, by 6 O’clock in the morning I heard her phone ringing, and she was talking to someone, I found that it’s her hubby and it’s my fantasy to always fuck a lady while she is talking to her husband, I got up and hold her at her back and started kissing her ass and licked it nicely, she was shocked and could not help moaning, and to which she replied in phone that she is so horny as she miss her hubby.Then I started to finger. She will wet her fingers with her own saliva and pinch her nipples, driving herself to cum several times before I stop. It is always then that she sits up with a brazen, wanton desire to have a hard, straining cock in her mouth. The flushed look on her face with her red curls cascading down the sides , eyes pleadingly focused on the hard cock she reaches for in front of her, lets me know that in private my prim and proper wife is now no more than a wanton cock-craving slut, totally out of. I told her to join me downstairs and went on ahead, I knew she would takea while to come down the stairs in those heels. I sent texts to Eleanor andSue who I knew were eager to know how things were going. When mother cameinto the room I made her open another bottle of Champagne and got her tobring me one. I did allow her to have a glass knowing what effect it had onher. I knew she must be parched by now and would soon drink it. For some reasonchampagne always went straight to her head. I.