It was also very apparent that his rage had not subsided and his eyes were glowing platinum, his scowl already in place. He looked lethal and so fucki...g sexy she wanted to rip off his clothes and fuck him until he squealed. But her anger was a little more in control of her emotions than her lust and she dismissed the idea almost immediately. ‘So you finally come up here and face me, you fucking coward,’ she laid down her book, frowning at him. She hated him so much right now she actually loved. Without stopping, the man asked her if she liked his touch. Ana moaned a yes with her eyes still closed.The man kept on rubbing my wife's bare belly. Suddenly he stopped and stared directly at her covered boobs. He ordered her to take out the tight pullover and show him her nice round tits.Ana stared at him open mouthed and then she looked at me...Again I did not know what to say. I was amazed about the power of this filthy old man had over Ana and me…I nodded again to my wife, waiting to see. At the top of his class, he was offered a job at a top firm in New York City. They bought a small house in the suburbs of Westchester. They had a beautiful son they named Scott, and everything was just as Sara planned, and as Michael wanted it, too. They seemed to have a perfect marriage and loved everything that life had to offer them.The years past quickly, and Michael in time became one of the partners of the firm. The money was good, Sara was enjoying her life in the community and Scott had. Next image. My friend Amy, teasing my clit with her nose and looking up at me with mischievous eyes, her tongue poised at the entrance to my pussy. Shit! No! I can’t imagine Amy! How will I look her in the eye, again? My fingertip continues circling, slowly. Around and around my sensitive clit, my body shuddering in response. I moan again and give up trying to form any images and simply submit to the sensation, letting it overwhelm me. I press my left index finger into me, but only so that my.