Her lips moved to my neck, sucking them with sweetness and hunger with our naked bodies tightly together in our embrace. Her lips moved lower, over my...collar bone and down to my tits with soft kisses followed by a tender sucking on my nipples. Lowering her ear to my heart she listened to it pound for her, my heavy breath forcing my tits to press up against her face. Hands moved to each tit, massaging them both more firmly then she did before. I moaned out loudly and felt my hips rocking against. I have always separated sex and love, love and money, money and power. I don’t like to be controlled, and I have always taken care of myself. Getting married didn’t change those things. I don’t know if my husband thought it would, or if he just never really understood me or what I wanted at all. All I can think is, I have become a cliché.My life has gotten bigger in some ways over the last few years, and smaller in others. My real estate business is booming. I’ve been busy, and have worked with. .. wuhh ... You can’t...” he said, now hovering over his seat.“SIT. DOWN. Or I will beat you senseless with that machine. You will sit down, you will ask your obscene, accusatory questions and then you’ll go and tell someone who cares that I lied and for the first time in your pathetic life you will be RIGHT.”“You can’t...”“I’m between you and the door. I can do whatever I like, mate. And I can ‘ave you. Easy. Smash your teeth on the edge of that desk. Take ‘em home in a baggy. See if I. Her petite, 5’2’’, 109 pound frame was still able to enjoy her husband’s penis, but she did find herself longing for something more occasionally…until last night. Taking Marvell’s big black cock into her tight, white pussy had been revelatory for her. Not only did he have size, but he knew how to use it. She thought back to how deeply Marvell had touched her, unleashing something she had never felt before inside her. Her eyes had been opened last night to real sexual satisfaction…and she was.