I was laughing as hands holding my leg and arm turned and pulled and positioned me on the bed before a hard body covered mine. I was wet, but still it...hurt as Jason exuberantly pushed into me.It hurt but I didn't ask Jason to slow down. It hurt so beautifully to be taken rough. It hurt as I spread my legs wider. It hurt as my pussy was filled and stretched. It hurt, but except for my screams of pain/pleasure, I only gasped out words to encourage Jason to take me faster. My thigh muscles were. Think about what he had in mind, what he missed in his situation, or why he might have disregarded it. And compare him to Richard. It can be enlightening.”“For you?”“Fuck no. For you. No point to it otherwise.” We smiled and she looked over to her bookcases long enough to let me glimpse down to make sure her breasts were as impressive as I remembered; she turned back to me a split-second before I glanced back up to see her smiling obscurely as she looked into my eyes. As always, their deep. He caught on quickly.He pleased me like this for a couple of minutes, then I thought he could use a break and lifted his head off me. "My turn on you again." I patted the bed and he sat by me, while I got off the bed and between his legs. This time I started by lifting his balls and licking them all over; under around, and on top. His cock was throbbing, and he said, "My wife ignored my balls, damn it feels good when you do that." I started to stroke his cock while I kept licking his. One year of sleeping with only each other. One year of love for each other. One year of Lily being a part of Chris and Chris being a part of Lily. Chris wanted to make Lily feel special this night. He wanted to bring her so much pleasure that she would forget about everything else. He wanted to make Lily feel things she had never felt before, pleasure she hadn't even dared to dream about. Because seeing Lily writhing in pleasure from his touch, panting and gasping for air, was what got him off..