You're going down," he jokingly told me. As I laid on the sofa, he touched my pussy and pulled down my panties. "Spread your legs, I wanna taste you,"...he said. I obliged. His warm tongue started to caress my clit and he inserted a finger. He massaged my pussy and sucked on my clit. Yes, I was having sex with a married man. Thoughts of him being married completely blurred out. I was euphoric. We were both in cloud nine.He lay on the floor and reached for my hand. By then, he had removed his. She always smiled when she remembered how her knickers got left behind. The good thing was, that they still fucked each other whenever they could and that meant the world to Jane. Boss-secretary, didn’t make all that much of a difference in the end. So it was with trepidation that she was on her way home one evening and wondering how to tell her husband the bad news. “I can‘t help it,” said Jane, “it‘s part of my new job!” “Why the fuck do you have to go…why not someone else,” shouted Bill.. Problem solved! I’ll do the same with her husband.” I explained to him.“I hope things are good on Raj’s part with the wife cause this old fart husband has no guilt whatsoever. The moment he saw a naked pussy, he had to hit it.” I thought while he continued to drill me. I wasn’t enjoying his small dick inside me. But I was doing all this for Raj.Two years ago, when we I messed up our casual sex agreement, he came up with a solution. He suggested me to have sex with more men so that I can have. Her cunt fitted around me like a silken glove, a very wet silken glove that gripped me, held me, wanted me!All the love I'd ever had for her was in me, all the times I'd held her ass her milk teeth came through, hurting her, all the many times she'd fallen over, skinning a knee or an elbow, the childhood illnesses, the anxiety of starting school, the exam successes, the exam failures, the bullying that I stamped on quickly, the cuddles when she was down, the laughter when she was happy. All.