After a while of throat fucking me he pulled his soaking cock out, I stared up at him, my mouth wide open gasping for air. Seeing me stare up at him l...ke that must have turned him on again as he then began slapping his soaking huge solid cock across my cheek making me moan in pleasure every time he did it. After this he got me on my knees, pulling my arms behind my back and gripping them tight he knelt behind me. I could feel the tip of his cock all over my ass cheeks, he then slipped it. She could not stand to drive home a sweaty mess and didn’t understand how it didn’t bother the other women. Karen, a 40 something -year -old with sandy hair was in no hurry anyway; her boyfriend would be out late tonight playing poker with his buddies. Karen paused in front of the full -length mirror in the locker room to admire her progress one more time. A short girl, she came with a package of curves that caused men to take a second look and she religiously attended her exercise class to. Yeah, I’m a skirt-chaser. I’ve even branched out into men lately,” I cautioned her, putting a smile on her face, even as I noted her wedding band and mine.“Let me guess. You married a woman with a ... similar libido. One who swings both ways, too. Yeah, it’s all in her body language, combined with the way that she just winked at you. You two have an arrangement, don’t you? And I don’t just mean marriage, as a certain former First Lady would say. An open marriage or hall passes or swinging or. Stop it, she told herself. You are falling into his trap when you do that. After all you did for him tonight, don’t start thinking like him, too.She turned eagerly to the TV. She pulled the chair over to the table, and sat right in front of it. She located the controls, on the side of it, and turned it on. It came right on. Sweet. She looked at the controls, and realized that the channel changing buttons were covered with something hard. Something that looked like dried superglue or something..