-------When he came home he could smell food down the hallway. He took off his shoes, and when he came into the kitchen, there she was, naked except f...r a t-shirt, evidently stolen from him.“Hi!” She said, and smiled at him, “I thought maybe you might be hungry when you came home,” She had cooked a mean pasta, and she served him on the kitchen table. When he sat down to eat she sat down on the floor beside him.“What are you doing? Go and grab a plate and come eat, please,” he said, almost. I thrust my ass higher. I'm well past caring what's happening, as long as she fucks me. She pushes fingers inside me and spreads her fingers and my pussy open. "Look Desire, a little teenage flower. Probably the sweetest little thing you've ever have." "Yes, she is sweet isn't she?" Desire’s moves her thick rubber cock between my legs. Amber takes it in her hands. She sucks it all the way down. Somehow I'm not prepared for the sight of Amber on her knees with a cock in her mouth. I think. ‘When I’m done with you, you will be so fucked, no matter how much you pretend, or scream, cry and moan, you will never be able to fool Alex into you are an innocent,’ his hot breath on her neck made her whole body tense. He groaned as he began to ram inside of her, losing himself into the feeling of her incredibly tight, wet pussy clenched fiercely around his thick cock. He was merciless in his pounding, forcing her sweet body to accede to his domination. Her soft, beautiful moans filled his. ‘I love it when you do that!’ she said kissing my neck.I turned around and we kissed properly, our hands running up and down each other’s backs. I turned off the light and we slowly walked upstairs hand in hand. I hesitated at the top of the stairs and led her into the spare bedroom, not wanting to use the bed I shared with my husband for some reason.‘Wow, mirrors!’ Vicky said.‘This is our guest room. My husband hates the mirrors. I come in here when I masturbate so I can watch myself.’ I.