– But I guess she won’t agree to it.-Then you gotta talk her in.-No, guys, you do it yourself. But generally, I have nothing against your suggesti...n. But… Don’t slap her across the face. She’s my woman, anyway.-She is a bitch, so it’s OK. – He replied.Man, I can’t believe it! They thought my wife to be a hooker! Well, let them think so.-Anyway, be careful with her, do you hear me, man?-Don’t worry, dude. – Everything will be great. By the way, I’m Calvin.He stretched his hand, I shook it.-I’m. Now, where was I? Oh, yes. Master Spiderton or, as they called him behind his back, The Spider, could have had any girl he wanted. Indeed, he was the town’s most eligible bachelor. It was Molly, however, upon whom he’d set his sights. Not a week would go by when a bouquet of flowers wouldn’t show up at her door or a note wouldn’t be delivered to her modest little cottage, all gifts from a ‘secret admirer’." "Molly, naïve in affairs of the heart, puzzled over them, never once suspecting their. He collapsed on my breathing heavily. We laid there for a few minutes catching our breaths before I felt him getting hard again. He sucked my neck and gradually went down to my stomach. He kissed my stomach then lowered himself back down to my pussy. Licking my clit, he built up another orgasm in me. I arched my back and sucked in a breath of air as I came. Jon worked his way up to my breasts again sucking and tugging with his teeth. He then thrust his cock inside me once more pounding me with. I did and she let out a gasp. My fingers were now embedded as far as they would go and my thumb was in up to the hilt (imagine holding a bowling ball). Jenny moaned in appreciation. Jenny had pulled my foreskin down as far as it would travel, holding it there by grasping the base of my cock (I was liking that word a lot now). She took it deep in her mouth till her lips met her fingers. She wasn’t bobbing her head like before; she made no vertical movement but was rubbing and lapping her tongue.