Her ass never stopped bobbing and shaking. She was begging him, now. "PLEASE! PLEASE FUCK ME!!! PUT YOUR DICK IN MY PUSSY AND PUMP ME RAW!!! HUMP ME H...RD AND MAKE ME FAINT!!! IF YOU FUCK LIKE YOU EAT PUSSY, I'LL SCREAM FOR YA!!! PLEASE FUCK ME!!!"He raised up and wiped her juice, and little droplets of cum from his face. He grasped her thighs to pull her near to him, placing his dick against her labia, and pushed. He went in slower than it appeared at first. He began to pump in and out of her,. You're not... gay.... are you?...we'resupposed to be getting married...oh, God......you've been planning this allalong with Holly and Jane...haven't you?" That's rich!" I snorted, and just for a moment the dying embers of ourrecent argument looked like they might be rekindled, but a quick glanceat the helpless figure still bound to my chair by his wrists, wearing mymake up and dressed in my sheer black hold-ups, his flaccid cock andballs hanging out over the top of my baby pink silk panties. So it was just easier to not bother her. Also, she had let her body get fat and wasn't the cute little thing she had been, when we first got married.As the years went by, I had other women and even shared one of my friend's wife, Maggie. He loved to watch her get fucked and suck cock. She was an excellent cock sucker and as I liked blow jobs very much, I was up at their place every chance, I could get. I had a affair for years, while she and Ed lived close to me. When their kids graduated from. She kept a careful watch for the odd late night reveller and, more importantly, for any nocturnal policemen/women, whether on foot or motorised. She reached Hampstead High Street without mishap, save for the fact that she was already getting to feel as cold as ever.Crossing this wide thoroughfare was the worst moment since leaving the comparative security of the Heath. Any insomniac looking out of his or her window at that instant would have had a wonderful view of her as the bright street.