Unfortunately I’m not size 14! I’m a UK 10-12.”“That's all they had left,” I protested.I had been imagining how the red satin would look str...tched over her girly curves, my cock sliding between her buttocks. I knew Sara liked to fantasize about being a horny slut if she was in the mood. Sometimes she would talk dirty, urging me to fuck her slutty cunt and use her like a whore, which is what she thoroughly deserved. This would usually get her off in quite spectacular fashion. Otherwise love. " ...and with that I moved in to frenchtongue this beautiful, filthy whore. Her kisses were now like syrup, as if begging me to make her come time after time after time. Whether she was telling the truth or not I still felt sorry for her; she lived in a dump and probably survived on any state benefit she could lay her hands on... I had to fuck her there and then but I had to follow the golden rule. Make her come first. OK, so I hadn't applied that to cocksucking Kerry, but I wasn't going to. Fuck me, Ty. Fuck me hard." You're damn right I'm going to fuck you hard," he said. She felt hishands grip her hips as his cock moved between her ass-cheeks for thesecond time in her life. It was warm and sticky with lube and slideasily back and forth in her crack.Steffie felt one hand leave her hips briefly before her body shiveredwith anticipation as she felt a real cock head pushed against her tightbrown hole. She felt her hole open slightly at the pressure as themissing hand returned to her. In fact, that evening in bed, I was so horny that I made a move on my wife."Oh no, baby" she replied "Hold id for tomorrow night. I want you really full for what I have planned."Trusting my wife's judgement completely, I disappointedly rolled over and tried to got to sleep. The next day dragged so slowly, but eventually is was 4:30 and I headed to my car. To my surprise, there was a note that I should pull the car into the garage, then disrobe in the garage, place the leather hood/blindfold on.