Ok I do admit even I was surprised by the amount of rubbish under my bed, sweet wrappers ,paper ,dried up socks, dirty boxers etc, But if she was a pr...per Mum then she would tidy up more often, None of my friends have to tidy their rooms, that’s what real mothers do for f**k sake, It has taken me over four hours of hard labour to get her approval, and get my bedding and cables back, It is not my fault that they bought the smallest house they could find and cram us in like rats in a cage, Not. I don't know what happened next, but he was rubbing me as wekissed, and I felt this surge inside my body as he seemed to tickle theright spot, and it just made me want him more. He got up and drove me homewhen we finished, but we were a little late. He told me that he would call me tomorrow and I kissed him goodbye as Itried to sneak into the house. It didn't work; my wife knew I wasn't athome.She said she was worried, because I was so late. That frightened look onNichole's face made it worth. Her feet pushing into the mattress as she arched herself up off the bed and pushed hard down on her clit as she rubbed harder and faster, her left hand gripping behind her head to the bedhead now. Like a woman possessed, she was fucking herself now, her pussy was insanely wet, she was so horny remembering all of their steamy sex sessions, Johns big cock pounding into her, taking no mercy, moaning loudly, her middle finger sliding deep to find her g spot as her thumb pressed down hard on her. I loved looking at the expression on his face while he squirted inside me. In less than five minutes he wanted to fuck again. I remember asking, “That’s fast?”He just replied, “Spread those legs!”We started the second round on the sofa, ended up on the floor and finally finished with us standing up bent over the sofa with him fucking me from behind with my hair clenched in his fist. And little did I know that we were just half way through for the evening with more hot fantastic sweaty sex to.