"I don't know, Emily... you seemed to give up pretty quickly - a lot quicker than I would have thought a woman like you would. I don't think you are t...king this very seriously. How do I know you aren't just saying what I want to hear just to get some cock?" he asked, prolonging her anguish a little longer."No Sir! Please, please! I am serious! I will do anything you want! Please, please fuck me! Oh God, Sir, I need your cock so bad! Please, please, please! Fuck me, Sir! Make me your slutty. None of us made any sudden moves, but she slowly came inside the room and said“Itna pyar hai kya mere se ?”(do you love me this much).I replied “10 times more than this”“Ok” she said, “Show me”.And she pulled her lowers down along with her panties and I could clearly see her soaking wet pussy and her fluids dripping on her panties. She pushed me back on my bed and came on top of me and kissed me, her tongue in my mouth and mine in her. We were frantically kissing each other while trying to take. The doorbell rang.Ali grabbed Bob's face and kissed him passionately, as hard as was physically possible. Both of them were trembling now. Their sexual organs remained locked in firm contact; the intensity of their combined pleasure only just beginning to recede. Finally, Ali lifted her self slightly.Pulling her thong to one side, she set about feverishly massaging Bob's deposit into her swollen flesh, studying the look on his face as she did so. Smearing most of it between her legs, she. And sometimes I would repeat certain movements from that glorious afternoon, without any talking, but making sure she would remember. And Helen would more often do me with her hands, always with a mysterious little smile on her pretty lips.Holiday season passed and the kids returned, bringing us partly back to old routines, but a boundary had been passed and could never be forgotten. One Monday night in August, after a very erotic couple of hours in the conjugal bed, Helen was lying very.