Shanti flipped out the overhead light as she was closing the door, leaving the room in total darkness.Claire's voice was little more than a whisper."I...'s not too late, Drummond. Call it off! Don't do this!" Shut up! You're the one who wanted something different. Well, you're about to get it!"Several seconds passed as both husband and wife peered into the darkness. Their attention was suddenly riveted to the sound of the door handle turning softly. Slowly the door swung open. The small light at. “I see that cock of yours down there is leaking. You want to stick your cock in my wet little pussy and you have not even seen it yet. You are such a bad, horny old man! I should make you wait all night for the fucking I deserve!” Moving down to my hips, she started teasing my cock through my briefs with her tits. I kept straining and raising my head to watch her at work. She would look up at me with the most lascivious smile and then drag a single fingernail down across my chest and under. . “Hi.”Even distressed and consumed by anxiety, she’s incredibly beautiful. I really want to gather her into my arms and comfort her, but... “I said hi.”“I heard you. Hi back. I miss y...”“Stop it.”“I can’t. I do miss you.”“You have to. I mean it.”Cold. “I’m sorry, I didn’t...”“Shut up and listen. You’re coming over early.”“And you seem just thrilled about it.” When she said nothing in response, instead continuing to bore a hole through his chest with her stare, he relented. “Okay, why?”“We’re. I loved watching that. My dick was about to bust out of my jeans. She began to roll her hips to move her pussy up and down with the movement of my finger. She then said, "Faster, honey, a little faster."Things just got busy after that and she began to moan louder and really bucked that wet pussy up and down. She moved faster and faster and I could tell she was getting close to an orgasm or doing one hell of a sales job. I wanted desperately for it to be real. A few strokes later she let out a.