You pressed the knife to your throat."I'm sorry."A bright light flashes and everything in your shabby room - bed, clothes, desk, computers, everything...- was thrown to the walls while you were held in place by a strong hand on your shoulder."Who - Who are you," you gasp, staring at the young man smiling down at you. "What's going on?!" Easy now, John," he said in a soothing, deep voice that instantly set you at ease and held your attention to every word. "I am here because you are to be tested.. She gave me three minutes, then sat up and inhaled my cock. I was revitalized. I rolled her over onto her stomach and entered her pussy from her back, pointing my cock down, so that it was entering her pussy at an angle and striking her directly on the 'G' spot.Very quickly she had another climax and I blew a load into her warm and accepting body. And so I was no longer a faithful husband. I had become a cheater; I was guilty of adultery.Being new at the cheating game, and allowing for the fact. I would draw designs on them for a couple hours or so.Each time, drawing something different, releasing parts of theirpersonality on them and sometimes mixing it with mine depending on both ofour attitudes or feelings at the moment towards one another. To mepermanent tattoos or drawing tattoos with art markers that in time fadeaway intensify a woman’s beauty and it makes me hunger for them even more.For one reason and one reason only it releases the complete self or soulif you want to look at. I’m astounded as I watch it disappear and all I see is his balls up against her ass, and she begins to gyrate on him. Back and forth she rides him, and they’re just having at it. I see her tense up and gasp as she cums on his cock. She giggles, leans in and kisses him.“Get on all fours.” He tells her, and she nods her agreement. She turns around and is looking back at him and at the bed as he begins to get up to mount her. She looks to her door, and I swear we make eye contact, but she says.