I hadn't started giving massages yet and was a bit lost on what I would do to make money. We found a bench to sit on and Jack let me cry in his arms f...r a few minutes. Jack was sweating, and so was I. The humidity made it a bit uncomfortable, so we decided to go back to our cars. On the way back, I asked him if we could take the long way, on a small foot path leading into the woods. He said sure and we started back. This path is rarely used because its a bit over grown, and it leads nowhere. At. As he got into the shower, he was feeling a little sad, the night was almost over. It had been to long since a woman had made him feel so good, so wanted. Sandra was such a classy lady, so beautiful, so hot and she had wanted him. He saw the wedding ring and wondered what her story was but wasn’t sure he wanted to know. Maybe a little remorseful about what he had done. His wife trusted him, his kids trusted him. Hell, even the dog trusted him. Swearing to himself again that he would never do. Her master was so good at fucking,B knew what the other woman was feeling. She was feeling something like that herself. The lord's battering ram of a cock was keeping B's orgasm going. She was fucking him back. She had no choice. She was cumming non-stop, and he undoubtedly pleased her. She knew her place was to please him. When he plunged into her harder, she started to feign that he was hurting her. He doubled his exertions.She had found his vice. He liked stretching women with his huge cock.. She got back home andsnt a text to Sam asking what time he would be home as she was cookingdinner. Sam replied saying he would be home around six thirty.She turned on her laptop and browsed the Matalan website for clothesthat she would need. She would ask Sam after dinner. Around five she puton an apron that had been hanging in the cupboard and started preparingdinner. She felt like the perfect little housewife, in the kitchen,getting dinner ready for her man. She felt at peace. This is what.