As it got dark, I started to get scared, hearing strange noises. Finally someone appeared out of no where and chased me down, pinning me to a tree and...fucking me. It was my husband, but imagining him raping me made me cum so hard. You will have to see when you get home. He teased me yet again, making my pussy soaking wet. I slipped my hand under my desk and proceeded to slide it up my skirt, running my hand over my panties which were now soaking wet. Three hours felt like a lifetime away as my. I leaned forward again as he started to enter me, this time a little slower, probably to tease me. He wasn’t fucking me as hard and fast this time and I was getting a little impatient because he came again and I didn’t. So I took one hand off the wall and started to rub my clit like he did before, he noticed this and grabbed my arm and pinned it behind my back.“We’ll have none of that naughty girl,” he growled in my ear.“Mm I think naughty girls get spankings,” I moaned back to him. For some. Robert was utterly repulsed by the men's extremely large, flaccid members, but when he looked over to his wife, he immediately noticed that her expression went from afraid, to shocked and then back to excited. Robert felt his heart drop in his chest as he anticipated what his beautiful, young, trophy wife would do next. The two men began stroking themselves as they slowly walked towards the bed, Helen could no longer take her eyes from their penises. Her eyes glazed over like a sexual shark. I couldn't find anyone so i ended up buying a prostitute using my weekly earning my parents would give me. I didn't care about aids or hiv, i just wanted to have sex. I had sex with the prostitute almost every month she was available or i would get a new one.i was fulfilling my sexual desires. I am grateful that these working girls had me put on a condom before we had sex because pretty sure if i didn't have a condom, id have aids by now.A few year passed and we have to move because of my.