"Winner number one going in," the first man announced as he thrust his cock all the way into my pussy. I cried out in pain. I was wet, but this sudden... violent attack hurt nonetheless. This man was fucking me for his satisfaction and his satisfaction alone. He didn't care whether I loved or hated this treatment. And it was particularly this disregard for my feelings that turned me on. I wanted to be used like a cheap whore.The man was probably putting on an especially virile performance to show. All of this voyeurism rejuvenated John and I, we were enjoying our bodies like we hadn’t in several years. John told me he was giving serious thought to calling Mariem, his secretary, and having her bring him some ‘papers’ and having me meet her at the door in a sexy negligee and seducing her. The thought got me so hot I practically raped my husband and was riding holy hell out of his thick cock when Valencia came home early from the restaurant where she worked. ‘Well – this is nice, I get to. ....... The wife and I could never have c***dren something to do with something with the wife's pussy but enough about that, we had always had a real healthy sex life and when I mean healthy 2 or 3 times a night every night but all of a sudden it went to 2 or 3 times every 2 or 3 months and the rest I had to really jack off, we decided to try couple swapping to spice things up but it did for me and some of the women were so dam horny real nymph's but the wife just went with it to please me and. Main samjha shayad su-su nikal gaya hai. Sharam ke mare main rone laga aur mami ko uthakar kaha ki mera mut nikal gaya shayad. Pahle wo bahut gusse hui par jab unhone dekha ki bistar thik hai sirf payjama gila hua hai aur wo bhi mut na hokar kuchh gada safed pani hai to wo muskarane lagi. Main or jor se rone laga to wo boli tumhe kuchh nahi hua. Is umer me ye hota hai. Maine puchha kya hota hai, to wo boli tumne koi ganda sapna dekha hoga isliye aisa ho gaya hai jao saaf karke payjama badal lo..