She told me that she and her husband used to fuck daily and that too minimum of twice a night. She told me that it would be very difficult for her to ...iss the fucking even for a day. I have not started pressing her boobs hard and fast and she wanted me to take my hands out and in a couple of mts, she has removed her blouse and bra and was standing with her bare, black, hard and round boobs. She wanted me to taste her boobs. Frankly speaking, even my wife has not offered her boobs as my servant. I started fantasizing about how I will do to her, different positions and feeling of my penis inside her. Ufffff I got so aroused that my pre-cum made a patch on my trouser. I squeezed them between my thighs and controlled myself. The office got over at 6PM and I had told in home that we from office are going for weekend trip and will be back on Monday. So I quickly took my handbag and rushed out of the office. I caught an auto-rickshaw and went to the hotel and checked-in at 6:30PM. The room. ”“That’s admirable, I guess,” Phil replied. “Do you think it will work?”“I have no idea,” Hailey replied sadly. “I just don’t know what to do next. We had a good long talk today. I actually find out that I care about her more right now than I did even this afternoon. She’s really, I don’t know, screwed up, I think. Some of it is my fault and the only way I can think of to show her that she’s as good as anyone is to ... uh, reciprocate, I think you called it.”She could tell Phil was trying to. Three… Four…” I called out. And as I counted the slaps, I felt myself awash in aheady mixture of emotions. “Eleven… Twelve…Thirteen…”It was scary and a little disconcerting to see myhusband — the source of my security overpowered likethis. But I was also enjoying it in some wicked way. Iwas watching the man who controlled, dominated andoften disciplined me being, himself controlled,dominated and disciplined. Poor Frank was squallingaway.