I SAID I WAS SORRY AND HE ASKED IF I WOULD TAKE CARE OF IT FOR HIM. I THOUGHT HE WANTED A HANDJOB SO I TOLD HIM I WOULD AND THEN HE PULLED UP MY SKIRT...AND BENT ME OVER HIS DESK AND FUCKED ME SO DEEP AND SO HARD AND SO LONG I PASSED OUT AT ONE POINT ONLY TO WAKE UP WITH HIM STILL FUCKING ME. I COULDN'T COUNT HOW MANY TIMES I CAME ON HIS HUGE BLACK DICK I DIDN'T WANT IT TO END BUT HE FINALLY FILLED MY PUSSY WITH HIS CUM AND HIS COCK SLIPPED OUT OF ME AND CUM DRIPPED INTO MY HIGH HEELS AND RAN. He was right, but I wasnt going to admit it. I resisted, slightly, as he pushed me back on a pile of equipment. My skirt pushed up to my waist as Brad pushes between my spread legs. I feel his cock at my pussy. No, I whisper as he shoves it inside me. I groan loudly considering the thin walls of the shed as Brad starts to thrust in and out. He was bigger than my husband, and I felt the difference. He fucked me hard, I tried to be quiet but couldnt. I was sure someone would hear and the shed. “Matthew, oh Matthew…” She couldn’t form any more words. Margaret was in pure ecstasy.Matthew removed his hand from her body and moved to her other side to repeat the leg massage. Margaret likewise turned her head to the other side to fully appreciate the visual treat that Matthew’s nude body gave her. As he pulled at her thighs she knew what was in store as his fingers made the slow and sensual march up her legs and into her pussy. She shuddered as he placed one, two three, and then four. There in the doorway stood my former wife and I felt my heart involuntarily do a flip in my chest. No matter how much she had hurt me there was no denying that I still loved her. As I got closer her face seemed to glow and she was smiling with genuine happiness. ‘Thank God you came Dan, I was worried that you might have changed you mind! Come on in sweetheart and get out of the cold.’ I was confused as to why she was being so familiar with me. After all we were divorced and she was now living.