I gasped. She was fucking my ass. She was fucking my cock.My hand pumped now as quickly as I could, and a wad of precum covered her finger. She pushed...roughly against my cock and her finger entered deeper into it, the pain robbing me of breath. Her second finger entered my asshole, and he pushed them both as far as she could. I felt her hair brush against my shoulder as her head moved below my right shoulder. I felt her wet tongue lick my nipple, and her lips closed around it.She bit me, hard.I. "I was shocked. I hadn't realized that such a meeting would come about so easily. A natural pessimist, due to my wife's infidelity, I had assumed that we would spend months planning the details of our "date".Within the coming weeks I fleshed out the details of our meeting. And I was on pins and needles the entire time, giddy with an excitement that I had not felt since my wedding night.Eventually the day arrived and I checked and double-checked every detail. I called the hotel to make sure that. "NEIN!!! Jennifer schaue Kevin an! Du willst doch, das er deine Entschuldigung auch annimmt!"Ich muss schlucken. Dann schaue ich Kevin an und beginne mit meiner Entschuldigung. Horst unterbricht mich sofort."Jennifer, so geht das nicht! Du wirst von ganz vorne wieder beginnen und mach es dieses mal richtig. Denk an das was du gemacht hast. Kevin zu schlagen, ist absolut verwerflich gewesen, ich werde das auch nicht akzeptieren oder dir durchgehen lassen! Also fang noch einmal an. Und eine. So wonderful. So amazing. His nose nuzzled my clit. His tongue licked through my hot snatch. He shoved his hands beneath my ass, gripping my rump as he feasted on me. His tongue swirled and lapped through my hot folds.And drove me wild.“Yes, yes, yes, eat my whore-cunt!” I howled, my breasts jiggling as I trembled on the table. “I'm going to cum so hard, President Carver. You are such a stud! Oh, yes you are! Just the biggest stud in the world.”“Yes, yes, yes,” moaned my mother. “Make my.