”Olivia’s pussy was so wet that she seemed to slide down onto his cock in one delicious thrust. She rode him hard, cumming three times before he c...ied out and shot his load deep inside her. She collapsed on his chest for a moment, panting. Then she slid off him and curled up next to him, with her head on his chest.“That was like the proverbial frosting on the cake,” she sighed. “I love you so much, Steve.”“I love you too, baby!” he said kissing the top of her gorgeous red head of hair. “You. I knew I had her in the bag and said , he is not going to know at all. She smiled and said fine. I went and stood behind her , over her shoulder looked at what she is cooking and started to rub my cock against her buttocks. She was acting as if nothing happened and I put my hand around her waist and inserted my fingers into her saree fold and touched her mound. It was puffy and hairy. Before I left the kitchen I also managed to squeeze her buttocks , saying it is so hard and nice to touch. I. She was sharing with her husband and the father of her children. Barry, he was wrong. Wrong for not working with her to figure things out like he promised to do in their wedding vows, but instead recruiting others outside of their union to denounce her.8 AM, TUESDAY, APRIL 3Sara awoke from a bizarre dream. Her imaginary friend from school had stood by her side and supported her as she confronted Barry. Then in front of his parents she had shrunk him and put him as a captive in the pretty. Claudie knew well that I was a shameless exhibitionist and loved having her friends use my holes. She also knew that being talked about in such lewd terms excited me. I could feel my wet pussy soaking my panties as Claudie whispered what was about to happen.My eyes were adjusting to the darkness now and is could dimly see that there were lots of single males in the rear rows of the cinema, some seated closely together, some semi-naked and two couples doing sodomy as they watched a film that.