” “Fuckin’ hell.” She cupped his tight balls and rubbed them. Sucking on his cock once more, her fingers massaged his perineum; it felt hard...and swollen with blood. He eased out a rasp of air through clenched teeth as she pressed on its tensed muscles. Concentrating on him, she fought back her gag reflex as she fed his brutish cock into her slight mouth. His body soared as she accommodated him so deeply. Working his cock in and out of her mouth, she slowly stroked him with a spiral motion of. I must have wanted to go home because shortly I found myself turning onto the street where I lived, where Jazz and I lived. There were no reporters laying in wait as I pulled into the parking lot, thank goodness. I was not in the best of moods, not for being angry, but for being sad. And not sad because of all that had happened. But sad because of the sorry state of humanity. At least the state of it in Houston the past few weeks.Maybe keeping myself busy doing something would help me out of my. If they fucked their husbands, I wouldn't have to."I leaned forward and kissed him with passion, then pulled back and looked into his eyes. "Now fuck me like your wife won't let you fuck her."He moved both his hands to my hips and threw technique out the window as he violently slammed me up and down his shaft. I pulled my legs in as tightly as I could, putting my knees into his waist. "YES! Take it! Take me like a man should!"My words brought him to the edge, and though I wanted him to last a. After only a minute or so of watching my wife’s vaginal muscles flex around the massive dildo, I could tell she was getting close to cumming. Her head was thrown back, her legs were pulled tight together, and her hips were lifted. I had seen her in this position many times. I loved watching her cum, but suddenly she switched off the vibrator. Her head stayed back, but her legs relaxed and her hips dropped. After a few seconds she sat up and looked at me, not bothering to remove the dildo from.