It was so hot and wet that I almost blew my load instantly. After I got a little ways in, she started to get really tight. So I slowed down and slow...y pushed harder. I was worried that she had such a hard orgasm that she was starting to dry up because she had been drinking so much. After a few seconds of slowly pushing harder and harder I finally just slide right on in. She made a quick moan and I asked if everything was okay and she said it was fine. I fucked her for about ten straight. I felt his spit crawling down onto my balls.First, Elvis pressed one of his fingers on my hole without pushing it in. Then he spit some more and immediately, I felt his index finger entering in my tight orifice. I did not feel any pain or hurting but a very strange feeling of fullness, like I never had before. Now he added a second finger and started the out and in move. Now it was quite painful with two fingers going in and out. After a couple of minutes of finger fucking me, he pulled the. " he asked again. "Please, don't make me say it." I begged. "Ahhhhh." He'd bit my other nipple. "What are you." I looked into his eyes searching for some mercy " I'm your wife, the mother of our children." I sobbed. The pain was intense as he bit down hard on my nipple again. I screamed as my body was rocked with the pain. "What are you." I was defeated. I couldn't take any more pain. "I'm a slut." I mumbled, tears rolling down my face. Humiliated by my own husband. "I can't hear you." he. ''She undid her seat belt slowly, and briefly looked outside towards the paved pathway that would lead her to her doorstep, with a faint smile on her face. He had managed to saver her career, and kept her away from sure trouble till this very moment. But something within her was tugging at her soul, and in that brief moment of a still darkened dawn, she turned herself around to look at him, one last time. She looked into his tired, weary blue eyes that seemed to pour out his love and affection,.