Fuck me like I've never been fucked before." Looking over at Al, she begged, "OH GOD PLEASE FUCK ME NOW!"When Al saw my 8-inch cock slipping slowly in...o the folds of his wife's waiting cunt, he screamed. "OH GOD! YOU'RE FUCKING HER... YOU'RE FUCKING MY WIFE! SHE'S NOT ON THE PILL... DON'T... DON'T KNOCK HER UP... PLEASE!"When I looked over, I saw Al's hand flashing up and down his cock. I also saw a huge cum load all over his chest. Some was even up in his hair. He had already cum in the last. "Boy, don't we all."However, as time went on and on, she grew less and less enthusiastic. She started avoiding eye contact, as her eyes grew bags underneath them. Her hair was tied back into a ponytail after a little while, she stopped eating the food at the event entirely, and eventually went to go into a corner and look overwhelmed. Her excuses became less and less believable, "I'm fine, nothing's wrong. Really, I'm fine. I just thought I would look better like this. No, I'm not hungry, I had. She could feel every inch of his dick as it moved deep with her core. Her hand found his short blond hair and pulled at it, making him experience the same sting of pleasure and pain. He began moving hard into her, building her moans louder and louder, till she was screaming in pleasure. With every slam of his pelvis into hers, she felt his cock swell and her pussy drench their organs in her hot juices. Deep within her she could sense the pleasure mounting, growing, filling every inch of her. The sun makes its slow trek across the sky and the afternoon turns into the evening. The marketplace begins to empty. The merchants and shopkeepers close up shop and start to head home. Soon, as the sun disappears, there is not a living soul wandering the familiar streets, aside from thieves and cut-throats that prowl the shadows and the darkened alleys. If one were to stop and listen, one would hear the random shouts of drunks from the open windows of nearby taverns; the smothered grunts of.