Since it was summer, and neither liked air conditioning unless it was brutally hot, she wore a long tee-shirt and panties to bed. Peter wore light sho...ts. On the occasions that they made love, the lights were always turned out first, and it was done under the covers. Emma had only seen Peter’s penis out in the light a handful of times in the three years since they married. She resolved that tonight would be different. He was in the shower when she got to the bedroom. Shucking off her jeans and. “Harder.” Hinged on her knees and shoulders, she met each powerful thrust by pushing firmly against him. Fighting to hold her hips with his perspiration soaked hands, he clasped at the elastic of the suspender belt. With his heart pounding and his throat dry, he dug into his reserves of endurance to fulfil her craven needs. Each moan from her grew stronger with every formidable lunge of his cock into her sopping cunt. The sounds of their bodies colliding together bounced off the walls as he. “I hear a car she says”. It never changes. Women are on the ball. “Don't worry. I just looked over my shoulder and I think its the old guy coming back. He won't even notice, trust me”. “OK Big Daddy”. Her mind is swimming in ecstasy. At this point she really doesn't care. In fact she's grown to like fucking in public. The car is going rather slow. “I hope I don't get shrinkage”. Gee, the car stops right across from us on the other side of the road. “What's he doing”? she asks. I. Was thinking about just saying the heck with it today, undressand hang out in my sweat pants and T shirt, ok just a tshirt and denimskirt, better? I hope so! decided to browse the internet, a notificationfrom 1 of my groups pops up, it's from the self bodage group! hmm,wonder what's up? So while browsing the group I'm also re doing mynails, since I'm no longer working now I decided to have my nails done!so I took off the polish and redid them a bright red metallic, I thoughtyou know I haven't.