The other two put the television down and watched with smirks on their faces. As he struggled to get this woman off his body she pulled from her wais...band a long black plastic cable tie. As she began to subdue her opponent the redhead ran to the front door and closed it. He was not strong enough to buck the brunette off him but he was able to keep his arms under his body – he could see the plastic tie and knew what she was planning.He began to grunt and twist in a renewed effort to throw her. I always had imagination. That day I didn't stay at home cleaning and making dinner. Oh no. I took the emerald necklace he gave me from the trunk, the only gift he has given me in recent years. I took a nice shower.I may be a housewife, but even though my husband prefers those little brunettes from porn movies, I'm not ugly. I'm blonde, I'm six feet tall. My breasts are very large, capable of filling the biggest hands, like those of my asshole husband. My waist is proportional to my butt, at. Just let me get decent.”“Trust me, you’re already decent,” he said.She looked to find his eyes raking over her again.“Stop that!” she chided. “I’m your teacher. I’m almost a decade older than you. You’re not supposed to look at me like that!”“Right,” he said, looking away. It was obvious he wasn’t chastised, though. “Go do your thing. I’ll wait. Have you had breakfast?” He looked at her again. She imagined she looked pretty sorry. “Of course not,” he said. “You just got up.”“There’s cereal on. "Do me," she began to moan as she caught hold of his cock, which hadbeen dutifully standing to attention. "Put it in me," she insisted,guiding him to her slit. He repositioned himself slightly, and pressedher against the wall before pushing himself inside her. "Ohhhh - oh,god, Michael..." She moaned intensely before eagerly rocking her hips inrhythm with his thrusts. So she's a talker, Michael thought to himself,bemused."Michael, Michael, ram me deeper. Pound me, spear me, fuck meee-" hermoans.