I now knew what cum tasted like. "Sorry," Cameron said, "It felt so good... I thought I'd last longer." I smiled at him and kissed his lips, "You tast... good too." He smiled and we spooned on the mattress for an hour or so. My hand jerking him off every so often, his head turning to kiss me. We stayed like that on the mattress for what seemed like an hour or more. From the distance I could hear my Aunt calling for me and I knew I had to leave Cameron's side. When I got up, Cameron look deeply. His purchase that afternoon made him want to strip her and take her hard and fast. He needed to feel her heat, to pound into her, make her his, until she screamed. The intense desire for this woman clawed at him day and night. She'd bewitched him and he loved it.He pulled his Cayenne into the garage and jogged into the house. Gabriela didn't know he was coming home early. The scene in front of him in their bedroom stopped him in his tracks.Gabriela stood by her dresser wearing a scrap of. The words on the page were derived more from reality and less from fantasy than anything she’d written in college. The evenings had been spent discussing books, movies, philosophy, religion, or anything that happened to catch their interest in the local newspaper. More than once, she’d caught herself thinking that this was how she had always hoped her marriage would be – a couple sharing their thoughts and even more importantly, their time together. Granted, it took a man with a gun who locked. “This is going to be fun,” Rachel purred as she first cupped both breasts in her hands before allowing one hand to slide down her body and between her open legs. In the meantime, I had grabbed myself and was slowly stroking determined that I was going to hold out until after Rachel came.At first she watched me intently but as she moved from rubbing her clit to dipping a finger inside herself she closed her eyes and moaned softly. Just as I was getting into her private show, Rachel stopped.