He slid fucking my wife this way for what seemed like 20 minutes pulling her hair reaching his hands down and feeling her smooth legs squeezing her as... and fucking her so hard the bed was actually moving its position . I told him before he was ready to come that I wanted him to cum on her face and mouth. He pulled out went to the other side of the bed turned her around and did exactly that. He buried that monster cock again in her mouth and he shot what must've been a quart down her throat and. Kat liked to push Margaret’s buttons from time to time, but she also knew how to play the game. “I still look good in this crap!” she said to her reflection. Buford couldn’t have agreed more.Chapter 9It was 1962 when Buford Jones got his first job as a stockboy at the grocery store in a dusty corner of rural Georgia. He liked the boss well enough, he treated Buford decently and even let him take home food to his brothers and sisters at the end of each week. Buford worked hard and even got a. I bent down and after kissing her neck, started sucking that sweet spot in her the crook of her neck. She squealed, she loves to be sucked there but goes ballistic afterwards if I leave a mark. She was mine now and I was going to claim her and leave MY mark!I pounded her while sucking and was building a nice head of steam; I was going to cum soon! I pulled back to look at Ann as we were in the act of sex. I looked at her beautiful face and I ... I saw pain. I was hurting her. Part of my head. ‘Hi, honey, we’re leaving in a few minutes. I don’t think that anyone else will be with us, so it shouldn’t be long.’ ‘Everything ok?’ ‘Yeah, no problem and I’m hot already. See you soon! Love you!’ What a mundane conversation between a husband and wife. Who, intercepting it, would guess that the wife was giving the husband a ‘heads up’ that she was sexually aroused and was ready to leave with her lover to have adulterous intercourse? In any case, sometime between fifteen and twenty minutes,.