She just smiled and then I kept both my hands in her boobs and started squeezing her boobs. Her smile was slowly converted into moans. I then started ...ucking her nipples and she was pressing my head hard against her breast. Both of us were fully on now.Then I made her to lay in bed and kept my hands on her belly and started to slide down my hands and I reached her shorts, Her eyes were just closed and she was bit moaning aaahh..I removed her shorts and she was wearing nothing. I spread her legs. I’m not the guy who flaunts his wealth, but I have a nice car, nice house, and I have a trophy wife. Here is where the story begins. My trophy wife is named Karen. I’m a thirty years her senior. She 24yo and has a smoking hot body. Hey, that’s why I married here. I knew she was after my money, but I figured that I would be getting that body to myself for the rest of my life. I mean she a real looker. Long red hair, alabaster skin, freckles that make you want to connect the dots, if you know. I stroked my hands up and down his dark body, settling on the small of his back, subconsciously trying to pull him deeper into me. I used my fingers to make small circles in his skin, slightly sinking them into his sweaty back. I could hear Olu’s grunting over my own breathing and moaning. His grunts turned into growls as he got closer to climax, grabbing a fistful of my hair with one hand, and digging into my hip with the other. I could feel my pussy tingling, aching to milk his exploding. She turned around, wiggled her ass at me and asked if I was hard now.I stepped over to her, bent her over the hood of her car and ground my crotch into her ass, saying “Does this answer your question?” the entire time rubbing up and down her ass crack. As she moaned her reply she pushed back against me.I pulled her tights down until her bare ass was sticking up in her bent over position. She leaned lower on her car, pushing her pussy back towards my cock and spreading her legs as much as she.