The kiss is hard, his tongue presses between her lips, and meets her own. This isn't making love, this is pure a****l sex, hard rough and fast. "Lay d...wn!" Nicki breaths to him. "Let me have you!"Steve doesn't need asking twice. He sits on the blanket, and lays down pulling her to him. She straddles him, again running her hands over his body. She feels his cock pushing against her wet lips, gently but firmly pushing them apart. She slowly presses against it. Her lips start to open, slowly. He again moved to bed and fucked me in missionary position mad hard for 10 minutes and cummed inside my ass and I too cummed on my stomach. We were completely out of this world. We asked so badly again and cleaned ourself, wore our boxers and slept. This was the best feeling. Next morning I got up with my lips on his lips and we had good breakfast date. We went to ihop and started our breakfast. He asked me how was it yesterday night. I did not replied but messaged him in Whatsapp stating that. ”“I guess you’re right,” Carolyn now agreed. “Besides, if she just wanted to blackmail you into bed, she does have that video of you and her husband. What more would she need, especially if, as you said, you got the impression that she doesn’t care that her husband screws around?”“Carolyn, can I ask you something?” Emily said changing the direction of their talk.“Of course,” she replied.“I know everyone assumes we tell each other everything,” Emily said as a preface, “but we both know that’s. Maybe we'll try that later... My husband is twisting her nipple hard and it's intense for her; she bites her lip. He twists and pinches harder and harder, her face scrunched as she tries not to cry out. Finally he forces one out of her-- she throws her head out and bellows her pain to the empty room. He smiles and lets go. He kisses her nipples and cheeks, as gentle as a caress. He stands and unzips. She perks up as she hears the zipper descend, opening her mouth, eager and hungry for his thick.