His grunts have lessened but I can hear my wife making soft moans now. Perhaps now he has moved to doing her from behind? Maybe now she is lowering he...self on his shaft? Maybe her vagina is dripping with his cum?[/image]The bed starts banging against the wall so yes her ass is in the air as he pounds her married pussy.Its the only way that I can guess for the bed to be making that much noise. I guess they are aware of the noise they are making and shift around. They are both moaning again now. She hoped this guy wouldn’t spot the slight Brum accent she’d never quite managed to lose in all the years she’d been in the capital. But an American wouldn’t know the difference, would he? ‘Great city, London. And Clapham’s not bad either. This where you live?’ ‘Islington, really. North London.’ ‘Gee! I’ve never been there. I’m sure it’s a real cool part of town. By the way, my name’s Gareth. What’s yours?’ ‘Cath.’ ‘Well, Cath, I don’t really want to bother you if you don’t want me to, if. .. wife has told me what a naughty little boy you've been. That itsbecause of you that I lost her, so you could have her. Now, how should Ireact to that news? What should I do to you now that the shoe is on theother foot?" I've been thinking hard about this. So has your loving wife. And I thinkI know exactly what I want to do with you." I bet you're scared now. After all, you took my life from me, just soyou could have the girl I loved. I imagine you've been thinking hard allday of the sorts of. One hand moved from its position on my butt to come around to start to massage one breast while the other pulled me ever closer to him. The hand massaging my breast stopped to go under my shirt and feel smooth skin and play with a hardened nipple. It wasnt long before he tried to take my shirt off and I finally spoke up, Rob, stop! I said hurriedly. Why whats wrong baby, he asked wondering if he had upset me in some way. Scars, I have too many scars. Im ugly. I said breathlessly. I didnt want.