Sometimes she wouldn't remove her pantyhose just change into her tracksuit bottoms then go sit downstairs and dangle her slippers. On these occasions ... would leave my friend upstairs playing and go downstairs to talk to his mom, usually only going back up to my friend every now and again before sneaking into her room and going back through her drawers.One day I went round and he wasn't back home from college so she asked me if I wanted to stay. She'd just got back in from work and was doing. I pounded her on her request, she was moaning more and little bit loud, then she had some orgasms. I fucked her for a good 1 hour or so. Next thing I know its 2 am, I’m still pounding her pussy, she still having orgasms, I think she came twice so far. I asked her, Can I cum inside of you? She replied, Yes, fucking cum inside of me. After she said that, I shot a huge load of cum in her. I had to cover Katie’s mouth, her last orgasm was super loud. We kissed, while I kept my cock in her still. I. I couldn't make up a story about another woman to keep my secret hidden because that would allow her to use infidelity as the reason for separation, and I would lose everything I have. So I had to confess...She didn't believe me at first, but after about 30 minutes of questioning me (the longest 30 minutes of my life) as I sat petrified on our bed, she changed her attitude into that of a confident conqueror who has total control of the man backed into a corner in front of her. She went upstairs. "You're having another one of those days aren't you? I wish you'd let Dr. Renshaw take a look at you."William Malter remained silent as they drove into the city and eventually arrived at Mrs. Malter's hair salon. "Now while I'm getting my hair done I want you to buy yourself some overshoes," she said. "I don't wear overshoes," Willie replied meekly. She sighed impatiently at her husband. "Willie, we've been through this," she said, getting out of the car. "You're no longer a spring chicken. Get.