As she sat down on her bed – or rather a mattress on the floor because bringing a bed frame up here would be a bitch – Katja noticed the upcoming ...old had only been momentary and already subsided to be replaced by the warmth of a summer evening, only beer and the smell of a barbecue smoker missing, but she could vividly imagine them when she closed her eyes.And she could feel the contours of her body as if she was touching them, felt the slight curve of her belly before it led down to her. I hope that I would be strong enough not to but given the right circumstance I don't know how much temptation I can resist. That Black Cock of his was magnificent. With ever thrust, even the shallow ones, the tip of his cock head rubbed against my G-Spot. It could not miss and it pushed me over the edge of control into a place where I could not help but feel pleasure."We seemed to be making progress and I know that my internal torment had eased considerably so I don't know what devil prompted. "I've given her everything I had for over twenty years. I shouldn't have to fight for her now, or ever, Betty," I insisted. "Either she's my wife and she wants to be my wife, or she doesn't. There's no middle ground on this." Well, at least be sure that she understands that much. She may think that she can have a little fling and keep her steady, dependable husband at the same time. You know, the best of both worlds as they say." That doesn't sound very good for me. Some other guy gets the heat. The wind picked up and the cold started to seep through my clothes. It was early March, but spring hadn’t quite kicked in yet, making the nights still very cold. Despite my large breasts, my body was tiny with little to no fat and it didn’t take long for me to get cold. I could feel my nipples getting hard, and the sensation started to get me wet. Maybe I could take a toy into the bath with me later. That thought made me smile. The cobblestones made it harder to walk in my heels, so I started.