She swallowed as more came down her throat "mmm master your cum tastes so good. i want more. but maybe" she layed down and spread her legs. "you can f...ll these lips instead" she said playfully. "cum and get it master~" she motionedhe crawled on top of her. "ive wanted this for a long time" he rasped. he slowly penitrated her pusy she pulled him close to her as he heald her hand "you know with this. were bonded forever right?" he asked her as she noded coyly. he slowly thrusted into her as she. “Oscar? No!” “But the rumour was that Oscar had such a big cock, he kept you very satisfied.” I shrugged my shoulders, “I have no idea how such rumours start.” “I don’t believe you.” said Yolanda. “You’re just pretending. Maybe so other women don’t go after your husband.” “I am telling you, Oscar’s cock is tiny. When it is fully erect, it is four and a half inches at most!” “Liar.” I was indignant. Yolanda calling me a liar over such a thing, in my own house. I was also still high and light. In the elevator ride up to the room, we managed to keep our hands off each other but the sexual tension was electric. I know my cock was stirring. My cock went from stirring to hard when the Married Guy told me that he would like me to fuck him.This was news to me, to date the Married Guy had sucked me off but any anal sex had been with me on the receiving end.The hotel room door had barely closed when we started making out. Our clothes were haphazardly taken off and strewed from the door to. I prefer to play blackjack head to head with the dealer, or if that is not possible, with perhaps only one other player. In that way there is less chance of having a player who does not know what they are doing messing things up. Besides, the table stakes were cheaper early in the day.I was still working at the time. I usually got to work between eight and eight-thirty in the morning. I would leave the house at six-thirty and go play blackjack before work a few times a week. Saturdays and.