I realized that I love cock. I love being fucked like a filthy whore. Having those big hard black cocks pumping in and out of my hungry fuck holes is ...he best thing I have ever experienced and there is just no way in the world I can ever stop now that I know what it feels like to be used like a whore. I understand if that is something that you can’t handle. But if you can handle being married to a nasty cheating cockslut and you don’t want to divorce me then I know how we can pay off your. I reached around and cupped her breasts in my hands, twirling her nipples between my fingers. She threw her head back and her hair flew up into my face for a moment, she reached back and kissed me awkwardly. She buried her tongue with mine as my cock trust inside her. We moved in perfect symmetry, forward and backward, push meets thrust. She was starting to breath harder now, so was I. Our tempo increased and she pushed herself back to meet me with greater enthusiasm. She bit her lip and looked. She grabbed his hand and tried to shove it as far into her cunt as it could go while her stiletto heels pounded the car's floor mat.As her orgasm subsided, Evan sped up laughing as he did. The truck tried to follow but he quickly lost it in the traffic. As he pulled into their driveway he was still chuckling."Did you like that?" he said."I guess so," she responded. "If you liked it then I didn't mind. It kind of excited me knowing that a stranger could see what you were doing, but, well..." Go. "She seemed to be given the first bit of luck she could remember havingsince her problems had started. It was like the crowd parted enough to lether slip through unnoticed, and soon she was just behind him.With a trembling hand, she reached out, and touched the very fringe of herrobe, praying as she did so.Suddenly, she was whole, and knew it at once. She hoped to slip back awaybefore anyone noticed, but Jesus stopped and looked around. "Who touched me?"She trembled. He was looking at her, and.