In other words, this is the not the beiginning of the chronology of events, but is the first thing written. That said it should be obvious that this ...akes place in fiction, and does not represent real life.Jim had always suspected his wife Linda of cheating on him with Terrence from across the street. Jim was in his early 40s, and Linda a 5'5 brunette in her early 30s, and Jim suspected that Terrence an African-American man in his late 20s was fucking his wife while at work. One day, Jim. After seconds her arms was as firmly immobilized as her head.Her eyes flew back and forth between Fifth's hands and his face while she was trying to make sense of his actions. He is a machine. Why the fixation on my boobs? She fought hard to subdue streaks of panic while watching Fifth's hands take hold of her breasts, lifting them gently inside her jacket. Part of the reason for her panic was the realization that the whole situation was exciting her - the loss of control, of being exposed to. I laid on the bed and spread my legs. He moved between them and ate me out. I wanted his cock in me so bad, I moaned for him to get inside me. He pushed in my willing cunt and fucked me hard. I said that I wanted to be on top and we switched positions. I climbed onto his cock after tasting my pussy juices on it. Delicious. I slid all the way down him and rocked up and down his member. I could tell he was ready to cum again and he gasped should I cum inside you? I slid back down and put his hand. With that, she stands in front of me, all 5ft 2in of pure womanhood. She starts at my feet and slowly raises her gaze over my nakedness, up to the top of my head. "Hmm...", she says to herself, which causes me to blush under her scrutiny. She then walks slowly around and behind me. I know better than to turn my head and follow her. I can feel her breath on the back of my shoulders as she sighs, and then immidiately I feel a stinging slap on my buttock. "Getting a little flabby here aren't we",.