Her message was clear so I slam her head down on me and my cock slips down her throat. With her lips still glued to my body, my hands holding her head... I slightly raise her head until I felt entrance of her throat around the head. I pushed her head back down and again I’m a few inches down her throat. I repeated several times. I pulled out far enough and long enough to let her take a few breaths. I remove my hands from her head, she looks up at me smiles. She catches her breath and then in one. He is grunting, moaning and thrusting hard and fast. He is trying to tear her apart. His hands no longer on the swing but gripping her hips, then fighting her hands to grab and squeeze her left breast hard.Her mind a red sheet of pain, she hears him groan louder and his thrust pushing deep inside her, holding himself there as he bucks against her pussy. She can feel herself getting so wet inside. She realizes he is pumping his cum, his hated seed into her body. Fouling her with his lust and. Natalie pointed to the pantry and told him to look in there. As Kyle walked toward the pantry Natalie couldn't help but stare at him. She started to bite her bottom lip "Mmm, he has turned into such a handsome young man." She thought even though she shouldn't be.Kyle grabbed a bottle of drink and a bag of tortilla chips out of the pantry and placed them on the dining table. He then noticed Natalie looking at him "You okay there Natalie?" he asked as she snapped back to reality "Hmm? Yeah I'm. Her masseus, a 45 - 50 year old hairy, ugly Greek, felt her up, more then he should. Than she started talking, how he, more than an hour, of a 2 hour massage, spends massaging her ass and tits.I never considered myself a cuck, and I am sure that i am not, and that I wouldnt be able to watch her getting fucked by another guy. But this... I imagined that old, perverted bastard, wanking in the toilet of the welness center, minutes after massaging my wifes ass. Those feeling turned into a glorious.