He didn't want to hurt his wife but he was tired of doing without. Besides if she wanted him to stay within the marriage sexually then she had to come...across with the sex he needed.He had the woman that he had always wanted and he didn't want to leave her. He didn't want a 'relationship' with another woman. Even though he thought that the whole mess was the fault of his wife, he didn't want to hurt her. He not only didn't find her sexy anymore, but he didn't find any other woman sexy anymore. Bob looked into her blue eyes and said," I know we just met and I know this is on short notice but I wonder if you would like to go to a party with me on New Years Eve? If you have other commitments I can understand, but if you are available I would like to take you out."She grinned and said, "Yes, while it's true we just have met you do seem nice. No, I don't have anything planned for New Years and yes, I would like to go out with you."She wrote down her phone number and address. He said he. It became a living thing; the fat mushroom head slippery with its own pre cum. It dragged itself from my throat, so I could lavish the tip with all the affection my eager and inexperienced tongue could offer. It allowed me to worship it for several minutes until finally withdrawing from my oral embrace. Opening my eyes, I gazed at it lovingly. Red leathery skin glistened with saliva and it pulsed in my hand as if from the heartbeat of an absent body. I jerked my head forward to give it a quick. The honorable captain of industry and pious Sunday church goer moved in on her like a mad male dog going after a heated bitch. He unceremoniously shoved his seven inches up her pussy to the hilt and began to fuck her hard and fast. He roughly grabbed her red hair and kept pounding his man meat in and out of her love cavern. Margie pretending to enjoy and thinking of a way to end this ordeal was pushing her ass backwards, driving him in even deeper and telling him to fuck her harder."Yes, yes,.