As I jacked off and stared, she lifted them high, then winked and me and let them drop heavily, knowing how much I liked that. She did that several mo...e times, then bent over, smirking at me, and swung them heavily from side to side. She laughed at my moaning as I pulled at my cock to the sight, and then, maybe most outrageous of all, she lifted her long, pointed tits by her nipples and pranced around pulling them straight out and squealing at the sensation as they bounced and dangled and their. Their marriage had the normal ups and downs of most. It was during one of the lows when she had become wrapped up in the day-to-day of motherhood and taking care of a family that he felt neglected and dejected and had allowed himself to be swept up into an affair… or a few affairs, as it were. He was constantly finding women on line that shared one perversion or another with him. She had grudgingly accepted these Internet encounters as harmless and even invited him to share the latest ones in. You know how badly I need it, how badly I need to be fucked, and how long I have been desperate for you to ravage me. You pull back my head with a handful of my long hair and call me a “fucking whore” I realise that you’re building up to an explosion. “Fuck your whores pussy harder then, Fuck her until shecan’t walk, fuck her needy little pussy” I tell you, and with that you fill me with hot cum, you pull my hair, you shake me, use me up, and sate my needy pussy for a little while. I take you. He was close, oh so close. He looked at her as Zeba paused, the link between their minds obvious, and then Zeba resumed sucking his engorged cock. His thrusts were faster, harder, deeper, and he wanted to explode. Zeba stopped at the top, then plunged down again, then paused a second time as her lips curled over her teeth and descended over his shaft. He gasped, arched his back, and thrust into her mouth a final time, exploding in a fury. Zeba grasped the base of his shaft tightly in her hand.