Not rough like my husband. I felt his hands cupping my breasts and I was just on fire. I knew I had long passed the point of no return. I took his han... and led him out of the hot tub and into the bedroom. As we walked through the house I just starred at his beautiful cock. It was perfect, no more than 7 inches long and maybe an inch through. It curved up a little and was pointy at the end like a spear. Because it was so thin it seemed much longer that it was. My husband has a big fat cock. Too. ......he introduced me to the art of being submissive lol ......but we chatted for hours.Out of the domineering role he played he was gentle caring and just very special.I of course couldn't tell him this ,I kept theses thoughts to myself ,I was so scared that he wouldn't want me if I told him .It was obvious we wanted different things when he told me he wanted to play with other people as well,and he wanted to do that with me.....I was gutted!i thought I had for filled everything that a man. "Yeah, give it to the whore hard!" another guy shouted.That was a great idea. So I picked up the pace, fucking Jessie hard and fast. My balls were tightening, slapping against her clit every time I bottomed out. "Oh, fuck!" I moaned, plunging once more deep into her cunt's embrace and unload my sperm deep into her.Jessie panted. "Are you satisfied, sir." I am, thanks," I said as I pulled my cock out of her cunt, my cum ran out of her pink pussy.Jessie moaned in disappointment. "Maybe you want. He turned to where the Rivens’ family were keeping an eye on the western part of Weasterly Road – the road which ran east to west through Hasp. The Rivens had stepped up just as much as Wingate. Their particular skills building and repairing mills hadn’t translated here but their eyes were sharp and they’d taken over scouting the western path. “Jace, anything on the west side?”Jace Rivens had spent all of his life as a millwright. His father had been a farmer but from an early age, Jace knew.