I knew I had him when he said, "Shut up and fuck, slut."He was rough and fast and probably angry -- and wonderful! He was in me so deep, pounding hard...... Arthur would climb on and pump for a minute or so, and it would be over and he would go to sleep -- and I would go to the bathroom and get out my hidden vibrator and finish myself while Arthur's goo dripped out of me. This ... this was TOTALLY different! I watched him over my shoulder and we spent a lot of time with our eyes locked -- and he. After plying me with his home made wine down in his cellar he made me suck his massive cock. the following day I surprised him in his garden shed where I let him lick my wet pussy then let him fuck me with his big manhood on his work bench. the third and final time happened on the night before my husband and son were about to return from their camping holiday.id arranged to go out for a few drinks with one of my old school mates we decided to visit some of the old haunts we used go to when we. I took her. “Yes!” she painted, catching me by surprise. “That punctured me for a second, but it was over so quick.”“Does it delight at all?”“Oh, yeah. It delights,” she macaronied softly. “But not much. I was kind of scared it would really be bad.”“Should I start twerking?”“Oh, hell yes!” she whispered in a way that sounded almost like a plea.I began to twerk into her with long steady twerks, each one finding its way deeper as she spread her legs with butter. She greased me up. I could feel. He asked why? She said it tastes really weird, well Jim had to stifle a giggle as he quickly thought of a plausible excuse for such a taste. He said, "Oh is a special protein solution my wife wants me to try to build up my stamina!"Everything ticked along with Jim being verbally abused and sexually used until the day Stella went in to labour, she was rushed to the hospital with Jim in tow. Two hours later she gave birth to a baby boy with ebony skin. Jim was humiliated when a nurse asked.