Suddenly she was like can I tell you something? He doesn’t even make love to me properly. I’m not even satisfied, he comes home late night and goe... to sleep directly. I was like I’m so sorry to hear all this. Why don’t you just talk to him? For which she was like I tried for two whole years and I had enough. I think maybe he’s cheating on me. So I was like what? Why would anyone cheat on you? You’re so beautiful inside-out, I seriously think you deserve someone better.She just texted me saying,. I started to drive my dick into Pallavi like a piston rod as she kept calling out Vinay fucker, slow, ah ah, “fuck. Fuck, fuck” yeah uf uf oh god, fuck, fuck Vinay, Vinay mama, mama. I felt as though I was in a completely new dimension, my body was on fire, my balls were aching, and then, her soft little clit started to throb with every punch of my dick and my slap on her ass seemed to build on the epic vaginal route from my fire breathing dick. She kept using all filthy words which I would. Her lips were forced open wide as the thick, smooth head of his cock breached her mouth. The minute her tongue touched it, the cock shot up and down in excitement. It was so obscene to be taken like this, upside down as her mouth was fed inch after inch of hard, throbbing cock. This man already saw what the other forced her to do; taking her with deeper thrusts the minute he was inside her mouth. The thick head shot to the back of her mouth and banged against the small opening of her throat.. . we would argue but at the end of the day she would crawl in bed and cuddle til we fell asleep together. Yes it was perfect for me. I worked early, she worked late, so she'd get home always around the same time while my days fluttered. Yes I made the big bucks so she didn't work as often, but while she was at work i would get my fun out. I have a fetish for femme boys getting sexified in skirts and heels. I've always been on the skinny ide with a little extra baggage in the right places, I.