There is a guy standing outside my door. I hear him say, "Hey there sweetie. Open the door." OMG I don't know what has gotten into me. Maybe it's...the wine. I can't seem to help myself as I open the door and there I am in my nightie, stockings, sexy bra and panties, asking this man to come into my room. It's almost like I'm in a trance as he enters the room and closes the door. "You look like a "little fucking whore," he says as he begins to unbuckle his belt. He sees my dildo sitting. If I didn't tuck it in, it would hang down past my hips and looked like a short dress.I skipped down the stairs and started making breakfast for us. I was full of happy energy anticipating Jules returning home. It had been wonderful to have John's exclusive attention, but Jules brought a certain energy to our life together that we both missed. She also had a way of cutting through problems and getting to the heart of things. I was certain that a few conversations with her would have reduced the. Fir maine uske petticoat ka nada khol diya. Wo niche gir gaya. Ab main uski chut ko black panty ke upar se sahlaane laga. Wo boli “aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh mar gayi”. Maine uski panty utaari aur usko bed par sulaaya. Fir uski taange khol kar ghutno se mod di. Ab main uski jaangho ke beech jaakar mulaayam, clean shaved chut ko chatne laga. 5 minute me usne kaha “aaaahh….. Aaj pahli baar kisi ne meri chut chaati hai, ohhh…. Par maja aa raha hai, aur jor se chuso, aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh….”. Maine jeebh andar. I need this orgasm. her chest rose up and down, her exposed breast moving with each breath. Her hips bucked in a begging manner. Her clit was hot and peeked out from its hood. She watched her husband turn the whip around and slowly glide the handle down her body to that reddened clit. She jumped when it touched her source of pleasure and a moan of glee escaped her panting mouth. The even rougher leather of the handle stimulated her to even higher desires. Her hips moved faster and fucked at the.