He slid his hands down to my breasts and massaged them roughly without the slightest resistance from me, in fact as his hands touched my breasts I pus...ed my chest out and moaned. He wasted no time in getting my flouncy top unbuttoned as he kept my mouth engaged. He then quickly unclasped my bra, exposing my highly aroused breasts to him, he then quickly moved his kisses down my neck to my breasts!I was already rubbing my tiny rock hard cock, openly in front of my wife as she relayed her tale of. Then the cab came. I had no idea where we were going but it was Friday night and I didn't much care where we went, especially since our hands roamed each other's bodies and our tongues met for the first time in the backseat of this cab. Her breath smelled fresh like mint gum, and I massaged her tongue with my own and she rubbed my cock through my suit pants. My hands of course went right to her fat tits, squeezing them through her dress, and playing with her hard nipples. It turns out that ten. "Can't," she moaned, shuddering, eyes wide in fear or pleasure."Try me," I said, attempting to gain some control of my own body and pace myself, feeling the ridged head of my root playing in and out the narrow door at her entrance."Where have you been?" she sighed. "I needed you." Killing people," I said, bending to take her lips again. "What have you been doing?" Wasting my life," she said, squirming to get more comfortable with my seventeen stone upon her and my thick gristle in her."Oh? Tell. She had thought that because his cock was so perfect, his semen would taste like nectar. Well she was certainly wrong about that! It tasted like semen, and, what's more, there was a lot of it. With the reality came her instinctive reaction and she pulled away from his cock but not before another thick wad of sperm hit the back of her throat. More of it landed on her face and ran down her chin, to form elongated strands as it dripped on to her breasts. His final emissions simply oozed out, and.