" she chattered on again.I smiled to myself, then slipped out of the breakfast-room to the staircase. I intended to freshen up before going to pay a v...sit to my future husband.I went to my room and shut the door. I pulled off my long dress off, then my chemise, and continued to undress until quite nude. As I walked to my clothes press, the curtain on my old fashioned four poster bed brushed against my chest.I immediately felt the familiar flame kindle in my abdomen as it did when my breasts. The problem is, will you be able to keep it for that long?--well…i will try…or I will shorten the time intervals between each position or…i can go slower. What do you say?-Actually, after many sessions of violent fucking, slow sex was no longer enjoyable for me. So I said,-no, do not make it slow. You can shorten the time intervals if you must--so, let us start. 1st, pretzel position-He positioned me to the pretzel position. Then he started fucking me, squeezing my right boob with his right. I removed his socks. He told me to suck his toes. I started looking at him and remained silent. He said that I heard it right. I had to suck his toes. Unwillingly I took his feet in my hand and started sucking his toes. He started feeling horny and was really enjoying me sucking and kissing his feet. He took his cock out of his boxers and started jerking it. He really had a monstrous cock. After 15 minutes of sucking his feet, he told me to lay down on the floor on my back. I did the same. He. Afterwards, she complained that I didn't go longer. I said that I could have but was trying to finish before her husband arrived. Then she revealed that the riskiness was all a ruse to make it hotter; yes, she was married, but he knew all about her outside needs and was supportive. She begged me to stay until he came home, but I had other plans but was no stranger to hot wife swingers, so I promised to come back and show off for her husband.The next time we met, she called him at his hotel and.