.. she smiled and asked if I was in a rush... I said looking at her body I just wanted to feel it around me... she turned around and bent over the bac... of one of my dinning chairs and parted her feet... the invite was there and I slowly pushed my cock into her pussy from behind... man she was so much tighter than I thought she would be... it felt so good pushing my hardness into her tight wetness... I so wished I was not wearing that bloody rubber! I moved slowly and she mumbled about it. ...as a purely sexual object that gets their cocks hard, how much they want to cum, how much they want to make me cum, I began to get wetter and I sped up my pace with bob.It was so dirty to think of letting strange men push their fingers in to me. To imagine my partner standing behind me, with my ass on the edge of the table, his arm or hand around my throat, hands tied, holding me in place, as each man used my pussy to get off. Within a few minutes I felt the wave begin. I didn't care if my. ’ Laura nodded. ‘Come back to bed, my love…’ The next morning we went back to work, and almost as soon as we were in the office, Kate came over. ‘You two look… different?’ Laura held up her hand and Kate gasped in delight, looking at me with a broad grin. ‘Oh, well done, Tim.’ The next few days were idyllic — one or both of us picking up Evie from school after work, playing Lego or make-believe, then after dinner putting Evie to bed and heading for our room for an early night. At the weekend we. He turned to pull off my skirt, twisting me onto my back before moving away towards the camera.“Now I know we need to get this on camera. Turnover. Look at that cute,little ass,” his hand gripped my ankle before shoving open my legs. Looking back at him, I watched as his hand slid over me.“You loved that didn’t you, my little play thing?” he said, sliding his fingers through my wetness before thrusting two fingers deep inside my pussy.“Your even wetter now aren’t you?” he asked as my hips.