Hearing that made him hard again. His dream, masturbating, thinking of him. Tucker looked at her now, still sprawled on the table, hand still buried i... her pussy, smiling at him. “Fuck, “ he thought, “I’m gonna, I just have to.” Tucker opened the screen door and went in. Tess’ eyes locked with his, then traveled down to his still open jeans. Tuckers cock twitched in his hand as he walked towards her. Her tongue flicked out and glided over her lips. A tiny moan escaped Tuckers mouth, “Oh Tess.” . She had told me about how she liked to be tied up, what toys she enjoyed using, and how she liked to be spanked. We would share fantasies – well mostly mine – but I soon came to realise there were still a lot of things Anna had wanted to do herself, that she hadn’t. So our mutual fantasies then came into play. One such fantasy started with me opening the cupboard door under the stairs to let Anna out, who was on all fours, dressed only in a pair of sheer black hold-ups and her high heel shoes.. Sometimes it was disrupted on her end, sometimes on his. It was no different than any other affair, the usual heart-rending anchors at home, a husband who loved her enough but not quite, children who needed a mother. There were hundreds, probably hundreds of thousands like it, happening all the time, every day, year after year. She knew he had girlfriends, both short and long-term, but it wasn’t enough to keep them apart, and yet there was somehow never anything to completely catapult them. I saw it twitch and I moved over to him and took him in my mouth. I wanted more and I tried like hell to get him up, but Mack was done. He didn't have another fuck left in him and I knew that when Francine got done with Dave he wouldn't be worth much either.I was really, really, really tempted to get up and go looking for Joe, but I'd told him that it would be a cold day in hell before he ever got any more of my pussy and I'd meant it. I ended up playing with myself while I watched Dave and.