I walk to the other side, heavy as if walking in water, knees shaking with nervousness and anticipation.Ever since I first met her that one afternoon,...I have not stopped fantasizing about becoming her friend, getting invited to her mysterious, beautiful house that's so close yet so far from us, chatting with her about her dreams, desires and secrets. Today my wish is granted by a devil's prank. I am peeking, against her will, her uttermost humiliation and darkest desire that she would never. This was it, thought Mrs. Watson, this was the fucking she had craved when she had first set eyes on Tom.With his hands around her waist, Tom fucked his cock into her. Long strokes in and out accentuated by the sudden thrust of his hips as he was nearly all the way in. The last flick of his hips sending his cock in deeper than it would normally have gone. Every time he thrust like that, the words “fuck” formed in his mind and on his lips. After a minute of accentuated fucking, Tom started to. I think the cumstained look suits you perfectly and I'm sure everyone will agree once these pictures hit the internet!"Strangely, and even more humiliatingly, Sasha's teasing words were doing nothing to abate my arousal, or my lustful desire for the thick, hard meat waving just inches from my lips. She was right, being a girl did make me feel better than I did as a guy."I know how much you've enjoyed having these guys spill their loads all over your pretty face," Sasha was still teasing, "I. After being with her for so long I know how she reacts to certain stimuli so I try to avoid those situations at most costs. But the slow death of 13 hour days 5 days a week leaves me little time to live. All I do is drive to work and deal with the bitch of the world (my boss), work, drive home from work, eat dinner, shower, go to bed, wake up and do it all over again. Yeah, I have a bad attitude because of it, so what!The long days leave me so tired I've lost my desire for sex and my wife is.