My right boob jiggled side to side due to the assault by his cock. After hitting exactly on my nipple a couple of times, he abruptly stood stiff. Even...before I could realize anything, his penis began to pulsate violently on my breast & spewed out hot thick trail of molten cum on my breasts. The cum was so hot that my breasts got scorched from the heat. The penis was frothing with white cum at its head.Both of us had thrown our head back on our shoulders & closed our eyes to savor the ecstasy of. I was hurt, but I thought calmly, and realised, in some way I was responsible for this, I gave myself 3 months, shifted to my mother’s place,I hired a trainer, got in shape, got to the best beautician in town, for a makeover, after this when I looked myself, I was bomb, clearly the bomb, no man could resist, when I came back home, my husband was in awe, his mouth was opened in amazement, I was wearing a low cut midi, I didn’t speak to him, he was trying to speak to me, but he could not.I was. I really want to try some things", said Aaron."Aaron, I am not sure. I really don't want to move this fast", I said timidly.I was scared that he was going to want to fuck me, and I was sure not ready. I had never been fucked before and I wasn't going to do it now. He just smiled and started to rub my body. I was ok with this. I now realized that I shouldn't be scared. I should at least do oral. So I went along. I pulled of my shirt. He leaned in and started to suck and nibble on my right. This was, however, not a night of “meditative calmness”. This was a night of the pre-valentine’s day madness. Too many orders, not enough time. Not that this is a problem I’m complaining about of course. I climb wearily up the stairs to my bedroom. The sparse but well-appointed room is a sight for sore eyes after the organized chaos that is my workshop. He was still asleep, and I stood for a moment to admire his form – his body radiated warmth against the grey sheets, the dark mahogany bed, and.