I started to suck hard, pulling him deep into my throat, massaging his hard dick with my tongue as he pressed the head of his cock into my throat. I p...shed so deep that my nose was touching against his skin.I sucked, allowing my throat to do some of the hard work, swallowing a little sometimes so my throat would massage his cock as well as my tongue. I felt him tense. He was almost ready to come.I pulled back.I rubbed his cock around my lips like a woman applying lipstick, kissing gently,. I effortlessly lifted her dress and bent her over the bed. My cock was hard and throbbing again.“You’re going to tell your mother we had an argument. Okay,” I ordered.“Yes, Daddy,” she replied.“Now tell me, why did you roll your eyes at me?” I gently rubbed my cock against her pussy.“Because you’re forcing me to go with her,” she sighed. I forced my cock inside her and pulled out. She gasped.“You have to, if you want to keep getting fucked.” I tugged her brown hair back. I forced my cock inside. As she did so, his length sprang out, bobbing slightly in the afternoon light."Better?" she asked, looking up at him. He drew her up for a kiss. She molded her body to his, melting into his strength. Her leg came up, rubbing along his thigh, and she pressed into him, trapping his length between them.Breathless, she finally had to step back, pulling him down on the bed next to her. She cradled his face as he lay next to her. Kissing Danny was different than kissing other guys. He knew her, knew. I ripped the clothing from my hot body trying to be as quiet as I could manage. Naked, my flesh flushed with excitement, I pulled at my hard nipples with one hand and slip my finger into my wet vagina. Soon I was matching the furious tempo of my husband's fist. Panting with desire I no longer cared if I was quiet. Fortunately Mike was intent on the action on screen. He continued to "order" the harlot while her moans and groans boomed over the computer sound system. Wow, it sounded as if she was.