As she continued spearing his well stretched fuck hole, Francis felt his own body betray him. His prostate tingled with each sloppy thrust until his b...dy shook in orgasm. Francis quivered in his latex prison and pulled at his leather bonds. He moaned around the cock still lodged in his throat as his rock hard member shot gobs of thick paste into the greasy pre-used condom. His pleasurable muffles grew louder as Jessica fired the last of her god-like load into his blown out bottom.Jessica's. She was forced to squeeze her legs tightly together in an effort to end the tingling sensation there, moaning as she again lay her head back against the wicker of the rocking chair.This is no good... I'm only torturing myself... I've got to get a firm control of my senses! My God, am I going mad?Suddenly she realized that the doorbell was ringing, and after a few moments of waiting and hoping whoever it was would go away,, she resignedly stood up and carelessly tied the cord of her bathrobe. ”That was the beginning of a whirlwind romance. Within three months, they were married and living in his home in one of the more desirable sections of the city.A police detective really doesn’t have a set schedule. They are basically on call 24/7 and Chad, being on the Narcotics Taskforce, was never home. Awilda’s schedule was basically an eight-hour day, five days a week. The only variation was starting times, which varied so that officers could choose the time slots that worked out best for. I’ve wanted to do this for ages, and tonight, my need finally outweighs my fear. I pull down my zip and release myself, gently tugging until my erection is complete, still gazing at her breasts, struggling to control my breathing and keep as quiet as possible, though there’s probably no need. I stand right next to the bed, masturbating. I want to touch her, but I daren’t, just in case. She looks so peaceful and lovely. I want to kiss her lips. I want to feel her breasts and squeeze them. I want.