She couldn’t take it. “Please, please, please,” she begged as her nails dug into her palm. His hand came down hard on her flank and she cried ou... as it morphed into deep pleasure. She was so close, that need to have him inside, to come around him, driving her insane. “Please, what?” He murmured into her ear. She drew in an unsteady breath. “Please, Sir.” The words just passed her lips when he slammed home, burying himself deep, forcing a scream from her lips. He felt good, so good. Splitting. I had yet to commit to her house-purchase plan, but I was dutifully coming down to see the house she'd focused in on. We had a late-in-the-day appointment with the real estate agent to take another look at the place.Emily was making lots and lots of eye contact when we got to her apartment, no doubt trying to read me. Had I decided to say "yes" to her Master Plan? Would seeing the house be the actual deciding factor? She didn't push me. She didn't ask me any questions, but I could tell she was. I repeated that motion - in, out, circle the clit, in, out, circle the clit - until the timer went off for the tea. I licked her juices off my finger before pouring the tea.Getting the tea ready took enough time that I started to get a little bit soft, and I noticed a big drop of precum falling from the tip of my dick onto my leg. When I brought my wife her tea, however, she sat up to drink it, giving me a wonderful view of her perfect breasts. She's a little shy about her breasts for some. To which she instantly replied “nahi sahib, kasam se, mein bilkul kuch nahi karoongi, aapko bilkul disturb nahi karoongi aur aap apne ghar mein jo chahe kar lena. Please sahib.I relented and said ok and as she walked in, her tight ass wrapped in her sari and swinging hips again raised my monster and I was anxious to get Sheena home tonight and fuck her brains out.As luck would have it, Sheena was busy that night and I got sucked into work the next two weeks and no action happened. Shanti had.