He was so sexy and in that moment I just wanted to be all over him. Before I could think of something to say he asks “can I touch your boobs?” wit... an eager look. I said “of course, you can touch me anywhere you want” “ANYWHERE I want??” he shot back “yep” I said with a little pop from my lips.He stepped closer and cupped my breasts with his hands, both of them at the same time. He was excited clearly, as he fondled and squeezed. He brought his mouth to one of my nipples and gave it a sharp. She begged me to let her go and she told me that she’d spend the whole night with me. I ignored her plea and just pushed her to the wall and shoved the whole of my tool in one go. She screamed but I started fucking her wildly in the meantime her mom was calling her name again and again.She called me after about 15 minutes saying she’s in the market and begged me to let her remove it as she can’t handle it anymore. Told me that people are staring at her as she’s walking awkwardly and that it’s. It was about 3 years ago and John was visiting, we were watching the national finals rodeo at our house. He sat down beside me on the couch and we were looking at my laptop during the rodeo. Hubby was on the other end of the couch watching, it was freezing weather outside and during the commercials hubby would go outside to get a beer or something. Each time hubby left, John would rub my tits. I told him hubby was here and would catch us! He said he was busy and would never know, so I let him. ?Feel good ?? he whispered.Her eyes widened. She kept looking at him, burrowing her tongue deeper.?Gonna cum ??She gave an almost imperceptible shake of her head, signifying no.He grinned. Who gave a shit ? It had always intrigued him, how women’s bodies worked. Once upon a time he’d cared about whether a woman enjoyed herself, whether she reached a climax, or not. But that cunt Fern had been the last time.In the five years since they’d split, he’d only thought about his own pleasure. His.