Wrapping both legs around his waist, she leaned back, locking her fingers behind his neck and digging her heels into the small of his back. She pulled...roughly against him on each pump of his muscular hips, burying his long hard cock as deep into the tight sheath of her pussy as she could. The two quickly found a frantic rhythm and he used her weight as a balance to his thrusting, fucking her for all he was worth. His fingers dug deep into her hips as he moved her rhythmically up and down his. She said that she needed closure. (Ha! After this long???)She did have the decency to tell me that they were going for a drink after work the following Thursday at the Kings Corner.The day duly came and on my way home from work I drove past the Kings Corner, I saw her car parked hurriedly skew whiff in the car park and knew that my wife was being entertained, wooed and possibly seduced by Dave inside. I raced home and needed to masturbate at the thought. It relieved my tension.Tree came home. The woman's nostrils flared as she sensed my excitement.I knew that she was fertile and ready. She turned from me, presenting her flank. Why did I keep thinking that word? I came up behind her and lay my stomach upon her back as I thrust, trying to get my cock inside her. After several attempts, the head slipped between the folds of her pussy and we both moaned at the sensation. Soon I was thrusting into her.---"Welcome, demon. I had hoped that my changeling would have fooled thee for. Rick walked over and pointed his dick toward me saying, “Yeah. Ok. Fuckin go ahead.” My mouth drooled as I looked at the bulbous tip already turning purple. Dennis turned off the vibrator, “Go ahead cocksucker, do it!” My mind was blank and all I could think of was how his mushroom head would feel rubbing the inside of my throat. I clamped down on the head and rubbed my tongue all around it, sucking and stroking it with my mouth. Dennis spanked my ass forcing me forward and I pushed down on.