She had not given any thought to his attitude when they first met. A man who made decisions appealed to her, but now his word was law for everything. ...he had no say, she had to obey.Her refuge was work and her support were her closest colleagues. The women she worked with gave her space to enjoy eight hours of a working day. Sadly the next eight hours were miserable, and then eight hours of sleep were often disrupted by her restlessness.What if…….“Chris, can you come shopping with me this. The man's hand was twisting, his cock banging with fury up her rear. His wrist was pulling out long enough to stretch her lips to their limit before punishing back in, his cock also seemed intent on rubbing so fast it would ignite her ass tube."Stop fighting bitch," he snarled as the blonde stunners wriggled and bucked like she was live with electricity"Stoppppppppp!" She gasped through gritted teeth before giving a deep belly grunt at one deep fingered twist inside her.She was desperate to be. He had been living a monk's life as far as sex was concerned, though, and sometimes his sexual urges would be so great that he would have to masturbate in order to relax enough to sleep. This usually was done quickly, without any real satisfaction derived.One evening when he was leaving Libby's house to return home, he remarked about how he was so sleepy it was a shame he didn't have some clothes there so he could just spend the night. Libby told him that she had already been thinking about. Finishing our drinks, I asked her stand on the floor and lean forward on to the bed, so that I could get between her open legs in a standing position. ‘Kutiya bun ja, tujhe Pichhe se chodunga’ and I inserted my cock in her choot and catching her mumme gave her quick dips and as previously, she began flowing like a rivulet and soon had few orgasms. It was now the turn of the Gand. With my cock still fully inserted in her Choot, I separated her fleshy hips to fully view the arse, her rear hole..