She had a deep voice which came from her throat, delivered with a slow cadence, still strongly tinged with her sexy Guatemalan accent, so different to...Lisa’s rapid, impatient New England whine. With my private education, then Harvard, then the marbled halls of Crombie, Noble, Hansen and Petrie and their wealthy clients, I’d never really known anyone like Rosa before. Increasingly I found myself looking forward to my conversations with her, anticipating them, thinking of things I wanted to say. But with noone around I looked for my clothes but realized that they were naked. Then I had an idea of walking home naked. I didn't mind getting fucked more so I started. When I got close to my building I saw an elderly man coming out of his car. He was my neighbour from the building. He stopped when he saw me but with the look of a hunter. I had no intension of fucking him. He offered me a coat and I put it on. We went inside the building and instead of going to my apartment I followed him to. Ana felt the explosion inside of her stretched vagina and she also came, screaming like a crazy wild bitch.She cried in tears her own orgasm as he filled her sweet married womb.When he pulled his long dripping serpent out of my wife's well used and stretched pussy, he asked Ana if she was a happy satisfied married woman.My sensual wife answered him that she was really a very happy married slut; fully satisfied with her beloved hubby, who fucked her cunt so well; but sometimes she did not like. All the room contained was a toilet, a small mirror over an equally small sink and a radiator to the right of the toilet.She leaned on the sink and clenching its edge, studied her face in the mirror; the intensity of the anger on her face was so extreme that anyone walking in on her at that moment would have feared for their life.I need ... I need to calm the fuck down. She slowly became aware of her surroundings and straightened up. Still glaring at her image in the mirror, she said aloud, "I.