He didn’t come. He had such self control. He pulled out of my stretched cunt, looked down at me.“You fucking whore you love, that wanker Jamie was...right to pick you, maybe he’s not such cunt after all. Turn over, I want to fuck your arse.”I did as I was bid, on all fours, my arse skywards. Would I be able to take his cock in my arse, not just the size, but could I be fucked in the arse like he’d just fucked my cunt. There was KY gel on the beside table, he used it, liberally on his cock, and. Everyone always says how beautiful she is but he always thought of her as the scrawny brat, as he is seven years older than her, so she is probably 25 years old now as he is 32 years old. He wonders how she looks, she’ll probably be wearing some sort of shapeless clothes and he was right as he saw her coming towards him, she looks sexless and uptight too in her shapeless long-sleeved black dress he thought but he admits that she does have a pair very fine looking long pale gold legs and she has. ", Chris replied as if startled bythe question. After that he made more of an effort to act normallybut I could tell that something was going inside that mind of his.Like I said that incident on its own did not make me suspicious. Another time, shortly after we were married, I had justarrived home from shopping. It was raining very hard. I had thishot pink, plastic rain slicker with a hood that I wore whenever itrained. (Now that I think of it, I have noticed Chris looking atit longingly on a. Well that's good because it felt great being filled with your cum,” I said wanting to get fucked again. “Really? I'll keep that in mind. So you ready for round two?” John said before leaning in and kissing me. “Hell yes I am,” I said breaking away from the kiss. “Okay, hop up then,” John said climbing off of me. “Now I want you to lean over the back of the couch babe.” John said showing me where to go. “Like this?” I asked once I got in position. “Yup, just like that,” John said walking up.