.I said no to usne mera baal pakad k uthaya aur mujhe 2-3 thappad maara and kaha ki chup chap chudwa le nahi to jabardasti me bhot pain hoga..I was si...ent and knew ki ye apna kaam kar k hi mujhe chorrega..Fir usne mere muh me vodka ki bottle daali and kaafi vodka pilaya..N mujhe kutte ki tarah kiss karne laga and chatne laga..Kaafi der smooch karne k baad mujhe bhi thoda maza aane laga and maine bhi saath dene laga..Fir uska land khada hone laga..Usne mujhe har jagah kiss kiya mer neck pe boobs. When I turned to him, I found that I couldn’t keep eye contact for long. Which…was odd. I’m pretty good about looking people right in the eye. But with him… I could only give him the appraising up and down out of the corner of my eye and well…this close he was more than just a little predatory. He was also cute as hell. It was a dangerous combo, but he didn’t look threatening in the normal sense. More like he wanted a good time and then would quickly bail. Which, isn’t totally terrible to be. It was so much stimulation. The feel of the latex and the smell mixed with the site of her lips blowing clouds of smoke was driving me wild. "Just think, once you've given me a baby, you are going to get to fuck this pussy all of the time. You want latex baby, I got you. You want me to blow smoke on your dick, I'll do it. I'll be your whore. Whatever you need." As if the visual wasn't enough, her dirty talk was distracting me as well. With each thrust deep inside of her, I had to. .and I was right. Two days after Frank left for his project, the doorbell rang around dinner time. When I opened the door, there was Ben – my husband’s boss – standing on my porch with a bottle of wine in hand. I admit I was not surprised, but I was definitely pleased, as I stepped aside to let him in.He walked past me into the entranceway, and as I turned around after closing the door, he had already put the wine bottle on the side table in the hall, and his hands were grabbing at my tits. .