There I could still smell her perfume and the scent of her body while I humped a pillow and sniffed her panties imagining it was her; it was almost in...vitable that I would get caught.When I did these unspeakable acts on her bed, I became more brazen and less circumspect. I would forget to straighten the bedclothes properly or I’d leave an intimate item behind, and sometimes, because I was so excited, my emissions would stain the bed covers.And of course one day she came home early and found me. I kept pumping her and then came out of her. I then asked her to get on her knees and entered her from behind. I kept slapping her butt while pumping her and she let out a cry of pleasure every time I slapped her. The room was filled with sounds of pock, pock, pock…She then begged me “let me get on top of you, please….”. I then lied down and she was on top of me. She guided my dick into her pussy and started her movements. She moved like a samba dancer, holding her hair in her hands and. She started to undress and he said, don't do that, which surprised her, but he immediately opened her legs and bent down to taste her pussy, so wet from his fingering, pulling he knickers to the side to lap furiously at her willing cunt. It was so lovely, darling, she told me. She was aware of his impressive cock, slick with pre-cum, rubbing against her leg and wanted to reach for it but before that could happen, he climbed on top of her and felt his shaft stabbing at her pussy lips.''I'm so. Oooh...oooh...aaaah...aaaah...mmmmm."I knew what she really wanted and needed as her struggles grew weaker and she moaned in pleasure. ": mmmmmm...ooooh...ooooh...aaaah...aaaah." “ Tell me you want me to fuck you,” I whispered in her ear. “ No!”“ Tell me,” I hissed quietly, rubbing my hand up under her shirt and pinching at her breasts, crushed against the trunk of the fallen tree. “ No!” Quietly slipping my belt out of the loops of his jeans, he held her down with one hand and again demanded,.