Just the type of bear daddy I wanted in the back of my mind. Slowly the thought of getting this guy off became the goal of the evening and I didn’t ...are if I got off. ‘Hey James right?’ He said. ‘You look a hell of a lot better in person.’ ‘Thanks, I think I should take that photo down.’ I say with a nervous laugh. ‘Are you ready?’ I asked shaking his hand and checking him out. He was a brunette, short hair, goatee, mustache, and had a hairy body. His calves were THICK and muscled! I. I tried not to look nervous and started to make small talk but she interrupted. “I wore this just for you this morning. Do you like it?” She loosened the belt of the peignoir and let it fall open, reaching inside to cup her firm breast. Through the sheer material I could see a plump round breast resting in her hand, her finger tracing the edge of a dark, barely veiled nipple. “It’s beautiful on you. You are a very lovely woman, Sari.” As I looked up from her breast into her dark brown eyes I. He was quite discrete in ignoring Sondra's shoes which had been hastily discarded near the bed and her stockings, one of which lay across the shade of a table lamp while the other lay crumpled at the foot of the bed."Breakfast," he announced."Just leave it. Thank you Pierre."They were momentarily alone again."I'm not sure Pierre approves of me," smiled the now unfaithful housewife."You'll know shortly. If Pierre approves of you, he will have done a little picking up after you. If not, you'll. She leaned over the side of the couch, ready for him. Her legs spread wide apart, her back arched, her hair covering her back. "That's what I love, that's my pretty Heather," he said as he stroked her back, and cupped her ass cheeks, spreading them apart. He rubbed her asshole with his thumb as he slowly slid all 8 inches into her wet pussy. Her pussy was so tight and wet! His cock slowly pumped long, deep, penetrating motions into her pussy. He made circle motions with his hips, hitting her.