After I closed the door behind me, I turned around,Corrie pulled me to her and started kissing me again. Iunbuttoned her blouse, and notice that her b...a hooked infront, so I also unhooked it. When she felt the braunhook, she backed off, and took off the blouse and bra.Then she pulled my polo shirt over my head, and threw iton the couch, along with her bra and blouse. I slid herskirt down, and she did not have any panties on. Sheunfastened my belt and unzipped my fly. My pants fell tomy ankles. Fuck me!” Jessica moaned as I humped her harder, ravishing her with my thick cock.Jessica’s slick, wet pussy was certainly one to write home about, and the way that she moved her hips was fantastic. The sight of her chestnut waves as they fell down her back did a number on me to say the least. She was a petite woman with some distinct Gallic markers, something that made me curious as to her exact origins, as I detected subtle hints of being Francophone rather than having English as her first. As I stood there jacking on my cock thinking of her little ass in those baby blue panties flipping through the yard, I realized she had been gone awhile. I decide to go check on her. From the top of my shop I have a clear view of everything . I see Darla squatted down in a thicket with a book. What kind of book is it? I couldn't believe what I was seeing. She had my favorite porn , her purple dress hiked up to her waiste, her bald pussy exposed as she fingered it fiercly. She was pushing her. She talked about oxygen deprivation and code words.Finally Tony stopped her explanation, "You mean a rape Fantasy." "Yes," replied Chelsea. "I want my husband to rape me. Crazy isn't it?"Tony's mind was swimming. The thought of raping his own wife had never even occurred to him, but as Chelsea was going through the explanation of the event, he noticed her nipples hardening and his cock was getting hard also. "I don't know Chelsea, I really wouldn't know how to pull that off?" he said. Chelsea,.