He is married to an attractive woman. I wish I had a spouse like that.” As she read this line in the chat box, she said: “Thanks” added: “We�...ve been married for 19 years now, but love here is gone forever, nonexistent, more like fictional: routine became customary here, same stuff over and over; just ride me, then cum in a matter of minutes , while I’m begging for more sex. I wish to have more sex on bed whereas he’s the only one to enjoy, until fulfilled. I have to masturbate afterwards to. I was told to bend over at the waist and brace my hands on the shower wall. I did as I was told and I felt him grasp my hips and enter my waiting, hungry cunt from behind. He reached up and started to toy with my nipples and I could feel those wonderful electric shocks right into my clit. Just when I didn't think it could get any better, he took the hand held shower head and set it "pulse" and turned up the water pressure. I felt him spread my outer lips and direct the pulsing jet of water. I loved the feel of those soft lips of hers on my own and we spent a long time enjoying the intensely erotic taste of each others warm mouth. As I finally pulled my mouth back from hers, I reached over for the big bar of soap and thoroughly lathered my hands." You are beautiful like your Aunt Mina," I whispered to her softly as I pulled her to me and let my soapy hands slide down her back. " I can't wait to bury my cock all the way inside your tight ass." My slippery hands cupped her shapely. You can’t dish it out, but you can’t take a little pain? You are staying here with me.”He did the same thing to another boy, and he was more stoic about the pain. “You are good. Steve? I want you to go to your house and bring back the stuff.”“What stuff, Sir?”“Valuables, things I can use or sell. The kind of stuff that is going to make me stop kicking your asses.“How much do you want, Sir?” the boy asked.Victor paused and looked into the camera and then back at the teenager.“I want it ALL,.