Since her husband was to be back it was all for the day.She works in a women’s parlor and one day I was going for a function so went to her house an... asked for a facial which she had promised me she would do. Since we were family friends her husband did not mind. When I reached her house her husband was not there and she had on a short nighty just above the knees. I was in shorts.She started the facial and sat on my lap applying cream. I realized her intention when I felt her smooth pussy touch. It made me wonder if all women were a little masochistic, if only in their first few times. Soon though, I was able to force myself deeper, nearly all the way in, and when I did she gripped the sheets. It was intense for her, and her eyes watered a little from it, but she also seemed very turned on. ‘I’ve tried two fingers before,’ she told me between breaths. ‘But this is… way bigger!’ I didn’t slow down at all, despite her obvious reluctance, and the wincing on her face actually started to. Beneath her feet came no sound, a lifetime of hunting making her a deadly stalker. She could see the glade now up ahead, shafts of sunlight piercing the gloom of the wood into the open space.‘There, just between those trees on the right,’ she told herself as she spotted the large stag. The animal was grazing, its head lowered to the floor. She was now thirty paces away, an easy shot. Slowly and without a sound, she released the bow from her back along with an arrow. Notching her hunting tool,. You just might be it!” “What do you mean?” “I want you to fuck my wife. I want to protect my marriage by making sure she is getting something that I am unable to give her. In this way, by doing this, it might just be enough for me to hold on to her. She can ride your cock until her heart’s content and stay married to me. She can be satisfied and I can keep her, the best case scenario given the situation. What do you think?” “You’re serious aren’t you?” “I couldn’t be more serious. She seems to.