He was one of those husband’s that liked vanilla sex. Anna had different ideas of what she liked. She gave her husband sex a few times a week and ...ould have dirtier sex on the side. She had been cheating on Timothy pretty much since the beginning. He was a good man but very boring in the love department.Anna’s latest encounter was something different. It was very unusual, and it sparked something inside of her. Anna loved shoes and she had lots of them. She liked this little store that. ''OK. Tell me about that'. Man, she was anxious! I imagined her laying on her bed, in her pajamas, relaxed, listening intently.'Right. Well. You know how we were really hot for each other all the time...''Yeah.' Actually, Angela never liked her; she called her a slut on more than one occaision…'Um, we were hanging all over each other all night; we'd been drinking, and...one time I had to use the bathroom and Tracy came with me. After I peed, Tracy...she was dressed as a pirate and had a black. Then I inserted my cock into her pussy penetrating her hole inch by inch. She had not had sex for 4 months and I could feel the expected tightness of her vagina and said, oh darling your choot has become so tight. Her reply came quickly: “it is because it has not been used for months.I pushed my hard cock into the already wet and moist pussy of my wife and started fucking her while I knew the guy maybe watching in the rearview mirror like a movie in silence. I enjoyed the thought of being. She whispered, "Spread your legs. And don't you dare say no."I had tried to be defiant. I said no, didn't I? Where did that get me? My former students owned me. Could a slave say no? Could she defy her owner? I shut my eyes and slowly parted my legs, stopping only when the right one touched the inside of the door and the left the console.Jennifer was still holding my ponytail and leaning over my seat. "Open yourself with your fingers," she whispered.I clenched my fists once before placing my.