But cumming from oral wasn't my goal right then, so I forced myself to back away with my chest heaving and my face feeling beet red. "Now we fuck," I...said. I slipped on a condom, climbed on the bed, slid between her long slim legs and dropped my cock into her in one smooth, forceful motion. She was sopping wet and I went in until our pubic bones collided. Just boom! Her legs wrapped around my hips as her arms wrapped around my back. We were intertwined like Chocolate Vanilla Swirl ice cream.. This could have had something to do with the fact that I could prove that I was nowhere near either of the two when they became deceased persons. When I turned up with irrefutable proof that I couldn’t possibly have precipitated the deaths of my wife and business partner they were, to say the least pissed. The thoughts however, that are currently occupying my every waking moment are, if the DA catches me I will spend the best part of the rest of my life in jail, if the mob catches me my life. She carefully washed her pussy, resisting the urge to rub her clit and release the orgasm that had been building. She wondered how it would play out, would they both fuck her? How big would Hanson's cock be? How would they start? And the biggest question was, would she actually go through with it. Meanwhile, in the other room, Steve was stroking his hard cock, thinking about his lovely, chubby, wife under another guy, fucking back as he pushed , hopefully, a nice big cock in to her. He could. Then he grasped her hips and pushed himself into her hard. “Oh, I need it,” Julia moaned. She thrust her hips back to him. John grasped her hips and slammed into her again and again. He shifted his grip to clutch at her breasts, pinching her nipples. As in all their frenzied office couplings, Julia’s cum started with a low growl deep in her throat that never failed to drive John wild. His hips bucked uncontrollably and he gasped, “I’m cumming! “ Their bodies writhed together as they came..