It took everything she had to stay on her feet as they kissed. She wanted him, and she wanted him now. The elevator got his floor and they walked down...the hall to his suite. He opened the door for her and as soon as she entered the room and he closed the door she moved from being that good wife to being a slut, a slut that was going to live out hers and her husband's fantasy with another man.He did not wait for her to turn around; he grabbed her by the hips and spun her around until she was. Rope after rope overloaded into her mating partners sopping pussy. The dense liquid spilled started to spill out into her lap. Marcella lost track of time. All that mattered was forcing the cum into her partners warm hole. Cynthia offered her full weight waiting for her ward to finish.Marcella awoke to the afternoon sun warm on her face. The curtain had been pulled back on the glass pane door of the veranda, and the translucent squares offered no protection from the harsh sun. She sat up with a. She seems to be really enjoying having her ass fucked. Before she was sent here, she wouldn’t even let me finger her ass.Janice tells her to finger her clit. I am still pounding her hole as my orgasm approaches. Her moans match my grunting as we both are nearing the finish. She is grinding back on my hard shaft, wanting me to finish so that she may be given permission to cum finally.I feel my cock swell as it erupts with spurts of my cum. The spasms shoot deep into her channel.“Master, may your. .You’re nice enough to not charge me for it and start chatting away about your day as I toss a toonie into the tip cup. Your long dark hair flows behind you as twirl about behind the barista making my drink for me. The ballet of your motions sends me into a trance and the sound of your voice soon fades away...Suddenly you step out from behind the barista. I forget how much shorter you are than me, but I like it because as I pull you in for a hug I can swallow you up in my arms and keep you.