"Clarissa," I protested, but she was undoing the buttons on my fly and then my belt,I should have protested and stopped her but then my trousers were ...own and she bent her head and took the tip of my tool into her mouth.I pulled away, "No downstairs!" I said."No, I don't have Harry," she said, her damned prophylactic."You are my wife," I reminded her, "So behave like one!" and I forced her knees apart forcefully and pushed her onto her back as she lay on the straw and guided my manhood within. The fucking bitch was going to make me cum in my shorts.But as usual she,d pull away and give me a little wink of suduction. Each taking and finishing their second piece of pizza they left the table and headed for Tina,s room.My cock bulging in my shorts. I headed to the bathroom in the other direction.Swinging the door behind me I grabbed my cock from it,s hiding place.I stood in front of the sink wacking my loaf thinking of the pleasures I would have the next night. I grabbed some. I stayed still and waited. My skin was still giving me waves of erotic vulnerability, and my almost exhausted mind had begun twisting the idea in my fluctuating consciousness so that as I knelt there watching her eat, I began to dream that I was simply some strip of pain or something, and that became the bacon, burnt and hot and agonised, and my cloudy feelings had opened so much emotion and the truth became that I was her strip of meat to beat and cook and eat and hurt. I was shuddering, cold.. She make tea for me and after finishing it she suddenly started crying i ask her what happened she hug me and told that i am married lady and i don’t know whether i am doing this is good or wrong i told its not wrong as i was very excited and started kissing her she was also giving good response, now i started to rub her boobs by both hands she was also too excited, now i removed her cloths and she was naked in front of me, i was just watching her hot figure it was very nice boobs were tight.