She would have never imagined she could have experienced so many different feelings from a place she had considered dirty and off-limits.“It’s on,...�� Amaya said.“Good. Now get a firm grip and pull out,” Wesley said.She moaned as she pulled it out, but as soon as it was out, Wesley was commanding her to push it back in. Seconds later, he was telling her to pull out again. Back and forth he ordered her, not giving her a second to recover between thrusts. With Wesley’s guidance, Amaya fucked her own. He could only lick and probe where his demanding Domina let him. His nose ring dragged across her flesh, stinging his healing septum with every lick and brush, but it was worth it. So worth it to an ass fiend like him.Heather rose from the sofa and turned, her pussy visibly dripping as she stared lustfully at her drooling, sweaty, mess of a boyfriend. She leaned down, grabbed him by the chin and shook his face a few times before releasing it and scorching his cheek with her palm.*SMACK*“Thank. Sympathy, a touch of loss, and was there just a soupçon of sneeriness, too? Yes. Sadly, there was. But there was no love there. Not really.I’d hoped to be able to use this, the occasion of our fifth wedding anniversary, to rekindle our relationship and our marriage, but that hope was choked off by her attitude.Fifth wedding anniversary gifts are, by tradition, made from wood, but I realised then that she couldn’t give a wooden nickel for our marriage. An odd expression that I’d picked up from. I placed my hand behind me she tried to get remote by getting close to me, her boobs started rubbing on my chest. She got relaxed and with anger started leaving. I called her and handed over the remote to her. She started watching sun music and after 5 mins I again pulled the remote while she was hearing her favourite song and changed to WWE and put the remote into my t-shirt.She asked for remote I told her that if you need take it by yourself. She immediately put her hands into my t-shirt, I.