All I want is to cum. I want to be fucked and I want to cum for my husband and Master. But I do as told and walk over, handing Nick his pate. Taking ...t, he sits and eats, a satisfied grin on his face. Adams unreadable for the time being and I cant help but wonder what the surprise is. As we finish, I take the plates and things over and wash them real quick before putting them away. As I finish and zip everything up, I feel a hand on my pussy and cant help but push against it. The hand slides. Slowly I felt she was a bored woman who was married off to a wealthy businessman who after a kid had lost all interests in her. Off late even she wasn’t interested as he had this bad habit of eating beetle leaves and nuts which she couldn’t stand. Slowly we became friendly every afternoon she used to come home and as we were on the topmost floor no one would know if who was where. The one day she said that she was feeling naughty. I was shocked to believe that a woman of her size still had the. Here the damage seemed greatest. Going to room 701 the electrical storm had blown open the door and on the bed was that nice man, Adam something or other, the scientist. He seemed passed out.Hurriedly she started to check him for breathing, respiration, and injuries, everything the Red Cross had taught her. It was impossible not to look at his large hard cock covered with jism as it strained his boxer shorts and not gasp at its size and girth. . It was at least nine inches long and. M is inwardly, privately, intimately. Mrs. M has enhanced sex drive. It's plain what you're thinking, that she certainly doesn't look like a hottie. How does a woman who loves her sex look? Oh no my friend, you cannot tell how deep the river runs by gazing at the surface.Mrs. M and her husband have no children so they are free to give each other their full attention at home. He does yeoman service selflessly seeking to keep her gratified; recognizing that it is not just all about his needs..