Go home, maybe we'll talk when I get there." With that I was out the door, not even looking back at Donna, telling Darlene I was gone for the day, and...only to call me if it was a dire emergency.Before I started the car, I couldn't help myself and looked through the pictures. Pictures showing the love of my life sucking the cock of another man, of her lying on his desk with her legs spread, waiting for him, them accepting him eagerly inside her. I'd thought I really knew her, but obviously I. Akbar now couldn’t wait anymore. He held the panty’s waistline and pulled it off, peeling slowly near her pussy. The panty was sticking due to her juices. Her pubic hair, too, was soaked in juices.Akbar didn’t waste any time as he kept his white dick at the entrance and gave a push. Ammi gave a loud “Ah” in pleasure as his cock hit her pussy walls. He held Ammi’s thighs on either side, spread it wide apart, and began making strokes inside ammi.Both were moving their waists in rhythm as he made. But you know, I think it's stretched my hole too big. You may just have to fuck my tight ass instead.? Standing back up straight after he pulled it out one last time, she took the olive oil out of her apron pocket and sat down facing him, then coated her hand so she could show him what she meant. Karen had been working up to this for weeks. Looking at all those nasty pictures and video clips had inspired her to see just how much she could take and slowly she had worked up to. " "Oh, no, Jack! Traci? Is she alive? What happened?" Roberta's voice got shaky and her eyes filled quickly with tears.I breathed a sigh of relief. Well, I thought... uh, well, never mind. Some things are better left unsaid.As I was walking out of the room, i could tell that Jack was comforting his wife in his best style. Soon, he was kissing her and calming her down. As their kisses became more urgent and passionate, they didn't even see me standing in the doorway.Soon Jack was undressing his.