I spread her legs wider and swiftly slid into her gaping wet pussy. She was tighter. I went slow but soon the sensation was to good to control myself ...nd got carried away. Picked up the pace and was pumping her hard. Her wetness was still there coating my shaft right to my pubic. Kept going and going like a Duracell bunny. Few minutes later, her wetness became creamy. It was a nice mushy feeling that i yearned for. A minute followed, i removed my shaft as she flipped around and my load flew out. I hugged her and she hugged me more tightly and planted kiss on her neck, cheeks and all over her face and she did responded the same, now lip-locked her and was sucking her lips; initially she don’t know how to French kiss, after 2 min we were in full mood exchanging our saliva and lip-locked for more than 10 min( I explored her back and pressed her ass and my cock is full hard hitting pussy beneath our dress). Now we broke our kiss and she immediately asked my cock to suck, coz her husband. .. I thought about leaving you."She paused, "I did not know who to talk to about this,... and then, Mark called to speak to you about some golf tournament or something. He sensed how upset I was and offered to come over to talk, since he is a psychologist. He came over and I explained everything to him. I told him I was leaving you, because I did not want to be pimped out like a prostitute to satisfy your perverted fantasies." I would never pimp you out! Why would you ever think that?" I. We spent the next week talking every free moment we could get. And when the day came she said she had a webcam, I couldnt wait. We sat and watched the loading screens and then with a burst of white, her webcam came into life, focusing on her face.She was beautiful! Her shoulder long brown hair framed a cute little face. Her eyes were mixed colours – one pale blue, the other a grey-green. A beautiful, oval face with a big cheeky smile. She didn’t look her 19 years, the first thought that crossed.