He was good looking and certainly was very well-hung, but it was his attitude that I liked most. He had a charisma of wanting to take control and make...my wife his own personal slut. I don’t know why I loved his personality so much, but he had my cock raging with excitement. Chris was almost twenty years younger than my wife and worked in construction. He had broad shoulders and a small waist. He stood over six foot tall and his body was extremely sculptured. His love of dominating a married. I bucked wildly against the table, thrashing about as the intense orgasm felt as if it wanted to escape from the confines of my body. My pussy, my cunt I thought, locked down hard on the long, slim shaft within it and my body was dragged back as Paul tried to withdraw and slam into me again. He grunted loudly from behind me and spanked my hip again, my hole twitching around his cock still refusing to release it.Instead, he pushed forward pressing my thighs hard against the table, placing a hand. ? Shecould say them in general, but when it came to intimate times alone with himshe felt so exposed in so many ways and so she always struggled with it.? He?d insist.?She?d blush more.? It wouldspiral.? She knelt there swaying gentlythinking of the things they?d gotten into over language?She smiled to herselfin her own darkness again, a sultry needy smile as she recalled the time he?dcalled her a ?hot little bitch? after forcing her to pinch her nipples in themiddle of the crowded mall?called. This is the harem you've always wanted." Maybe it's more the harem that you've always wanted. I'm not saying its hard for me to fuck any of them. I enjoy fucking them with you too. The difference is, I wouldn't go to all the trouble you have gone through, just to keep this group together. I still say I don't need anyone but you. I know I don't need Shirley." Suppose I said Shirley can go, but Emily has to go too?" Fine with me. Brenda might rebel, but I wouldn't complain." I hate it when you.