She seemed oblivious to me and was completely focused on being fucked. I repositioned myself to her side so that I could capture my husbands cock fuck...ng her. He turned her head towards the camera so that there was doubt it was her.He then lay on the floor and had her straddle him. She tried to lie on top of him but I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her so that she was upright on him. She started to bounce up and down on his cock. Once she got into rhythm I let go her hair and started. They didn’t have cute pet names for her, like ‘honey’. She wasn’t anyone else’s ‘world’. But now she was the ugliest person she knew. A married woman who had become boring to her beautiful husband. Whom no man would hit on because she was spoiled goods – taken, married, done. And yet, she wasn’t quite sure why he had lost interest. What was wrong with her? Men still complimented her on her looks or her attire, even if they did not flirt. She was quite stylish. A bit of a trend-setter at work,. How long will you keep it?" "As long as necessary and as long as possible. I'm keeping this baby through the whole playoffs." "And after?" He wiggled his eyebrows. "I thought I'd let you decide." "Ah, no. Take a picture for posterity, then you can get rid of it." "Come on, sweetheart, give it a chance. You might like it." He leered at her, making her laugh again. "I'd rather see you with one than not at all." Ryan sighed. "I do miss you." "Yeah, I know the feeling." He gave her a wistful smile.. Still I could not see it and I needed to see it, so I pulled his boxers down. There it was. My heart was pounding and my breath came in shallow gasps. There are not words to describe the emotions welling up within me. It was so intense. Somewhere in the distance I could hear Kim and my wife cheering me on and telling me to put Dave's cock in my mouth, but I didn't need encouragement. Still holding it with my hand, I leaned forward and pressed his cock against my face. It felt wonderful. Then I.