.. in the throes of passion... and it came from the living room!Ron! Oh, no... it couldn't be... Ron... ?Susan Merril lay there under Fred Holden, tre...bling, not daring to breathe, her glazed eyes coming open, and she was raising her head, twisting it desperately to see, as a great, gnawing ball of fear blended with stabbing guilt slashed at her churning insides."DON'T WORRY, EVELYN... BABY! I'LL FUCK YOU SO DAMNED HARD... YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO SEE STRAIGHT!"It was her husband's voice! It's Ron!. I was not able to control my excitement. I literally got hard. I was not able to sleep that night. She had a habit of putting over her hand on someone beside her while sleeping. When she was in a deep sleep she kept her hand over me. I didn’t missed the chance and kept my hand too over her. It was like dream-come-true. I felt as if i am sleeping with my wife. This continued for 1 week.Days passed on and my uncle went with her to stay in Delhi where my uncle already used to stay. I felt all. I just knelt there in front of the biggest cock I had ever seen and it wasn't even fully hard yet.He broke me out of my trance by swinging his hips and his cock slapped me right in the face. I gasped and that's when he shoved the tip of it in my mouth. Not only was his cock long, but it was quite thick and I could barely wrap my lips around it. He started to push a little more in until we found how much I could take and then he started to pump my mouth. I started to stroke his shaft, in rhythm. . better . . . he’s . . . OH . . . stretching me . . . stretching me OPEN.”“Keep talking, Lisa.” Over and over he fucked into her soft quivering cheeks, and over and over he felt the ring squeezing hard. “I’m gonna cum in your ass if you keep talking.”“Hear that, Keith? He’s gonna fill my ass with his hot sticky cum. And I’m going to love it. Beg him for it. PLEAD for it.”“Yes, Lisa, beg me you hot big-tit slut.”She glanced back, eye-fucking him. “Please. Please, daddy. My slutty ass needs it..