“It’s so fucking big! But it feels so fucking good!” Slowly I sank down further and further, until I felt his balls rubbing against my outer lip.... He reached up, cupping both breasts in his hands, rubbing his thumbs across my stiff aching nipples as he arched his back, lifting me off the bed. He dropped suddenly and I slammed down hard and deep. “Oh my fucking God!” I wailed as he did it again and again. I felt so incredibly full. His cock caressing every inch of my cunt from my g-spot to my. The thought that keeps me going is that I am doingthis for my husband. My husband is safe. In spite of the great pain in my chest, the man brings me to a climax. A climaxlike I have never had before. My hips are thrashing and pushing into his faceas my climax continues. My breasts are bouncing back and forth, slapping eachother with loud smacking noises. "You like this don't you, Mrs. Donohue? It didn't take much to get youto cum, did it? I think you enjoy pain," he says as he squeezes both. I did it with Greta or I’m pretty sure I did. I didn’t do it intentionally, but I did. And it was, it appeared, a successful route to her heart. Seeing as I’d been invited to be a “live in” with her, our relationship took off almost immediately. Before I knew it we were sleeping together. And get this…that occurred on the very first night. Okay no, we did not have sex, but we sure played around with each other a lot. You can bet on that. And from what I learned that very first night that I got. Like her, spitting to aid in the violation of her asshole. Her ring so dark. Your tongue visiting it now and then along with your spittle. Will she take those fingers afterwards? Sucking them as she looks in your eyes. Letting you know she is yours, to do as you wish. Or will she taste fresh ass from around his cock first? Her finger massaging his prostate to make him shoot far up your ass. Filling it with his second load. Friendly finger on his walnut, urging him to empty. Keeping him hard so.