I started to slide my hand up and down his erection feeling every vein in his manhood. He reached the bottom of my dress and dipped his fingers below ...he waistband of my panties and down to my pussy. His thick rough fingers made me shiver as they slid across my newly shaved skin. I felt them slide along the lips of my pussy, it parting hungrily. He soon reached wetness and the slick juice coated the rest of me quickly easing any friction. My knees weakened just as the first explosion went off.. Frightened, Emily jumped up and was halfway to the closet when the bedroom door slammed open and bounced off the wall. On the threshold stood her husband, hair wild, eyes mad, and pants undone. So shocked at her appearance, she didnt think to move when Oliver rushed across the room and swept her up in a bear hug and spun her around. Ive done it, he murmured into her hair. Ive done it. Its over. Done what? Emily shrieked against his chest. Whats done Oliver? What have you done? The project! He. ‘Please, fuck me hard,’ she pleaded. ‘I want that monster in my pussy now!.’ ‘All in due time beautiful,’ I responded. Gently I kissed her lips, letting one hand return to her breasts and the other to her now swollen, red clit. With just a few stokes, Connie began to quiver and began another orgasm. Slowly shifting my hips, I moved my manhood and positioned it just inside her waiting pussy lips. I removed my hand from her clit long enough to gently stroke this with the head of my dick. At the. Stella, that was her name, was thirty five, never been married, lived with her parents, taught catholic school, was a good girl. Except when she was a bad girl, a naughty bad girl, who needed to be disciplined afterwards, hard. Yes, I could do this, I lived to fuck a cunt and then abuse it, that sounded like a deal. She needed no romance, no sweet talk, she wanted my cock, I gave it to her. I swear, I was just putting my keys down and Stella attacked me, She needed it fast and furious, I aim.