My penis was sticking out straight. “I like that,” she said. “You’re sticking out really nice.” She walked up to me and said, “Cherry, sme...l my ass hole.” She turned around, lifted up her dress once again, and spread her cheeks. “Kneel down and smell my anus, Cherry. Smell it. Don’t touch your cock.” I got on my knees and she shoved her open ass in my face. I took deep breaths of her through my nose. Each one smelled of sweat and shit, and surprisingly, each whiff caused hot burning spasms in. Instead she just looked at him with all the emotions she was feeling playing clearly over her face.Jason studied her for a moment. "I'll take that as a 'yes.'" Taking her hand, he walked her through the penthouse to a far corner of the building.Sarah found herself entering a large unlit room. She'd never seen it before. It was a den or office of some kind. There was a massive desk lost in the gloom in one corner. Wood paneling covered the walls. And there was plenty of fine conservative. When Casey realized he wasn't wearing a condom, she looked at me helplessly, started protesting and tried to thrash her legs at him, only to have him enjoy her struggles as he gripped her legs with great force, and worked his full cocklength over her moist pussy. Her weak protest soon turned to crying and whimpering when he pushed the big head of his cock forward, separated her vulnerable pussy lips, and started to work the whole length of his shaft in. The memory of seeing my beloved wife. She is a housewife and usually stays at home.Initially, I didn’t have any bad feelings for her but after that incident, everything changed. I used to chat with my Maami regularly on WhatsApp. As she was a housewife she used to get bored and would often text me in boredom.She would tease me by asking if I had a girlfriend or not. I initially thought that she was just joking with me. Then she told me that her married life is not going so good as her hubby used to come home late after work and.