I put my dick in her and could hardly feel anything after Rolf had put his whole 11 inches and his knot in her. I was able to cum just by thinking ab...ut what I had just watched and as I pulled out Rolf mounted her again. She was surprised and tried to wiggle away but he growled so she got still. He was a little confused about her facing him but as soon as he felt his cock slide in her pussy he knew what was up. Again he was able to get his cock in her before his knot swelled and now she could. “What do you want from me?”“What do you think I want?”Silence, save for the passage of time; tick, tick, tick…“My body?” Tremulous words.“Can you blame me?” Wendy squirms. The more she squirms the harder I become.“I’m a married woman.”“Your point being?”“You know what my point is.”“What I do know is how many married women I’ve tied up and fucked.”Fuck. It’s a violent word, spoken with violence. Wendy recoils as the word strikes. Wendy squirms.“What makes you so special, Wendy? Why would I spare. He’d missed her desperately. She met his hips, often meeting him in half-thrust, making him push harder, pushing her into the mattress and his sheets. His hands pulled at her hair, tangling it in his fists, pulling her closer to his chest. Sensing he was close, but not wanting to deny her pleasure, he leaned down and rolled them over, pushing her up by her shoulders, raising her above him. She leaned back, head thrown back, hair a tangled, but still gorgeous, mess. Her hips moved against him,. It felt like I'd stepped on a live wire. My heart was pounding in mychest and my skin was aflame. I tried to control my breathing, tried tocalm myself down, but it was no good. There was a fire roaring inside ofme demanding to be fed. I wriggled my hips in frustration.It probably didn't help that my stiff sensitive nipples, rubbing upagainst the rough fabric of my tight sweater, had begun to bombard mewith sparks of electric pleasure and arousal as my errant melons bouncedand jiggled with each.