She squealed and tried to pull away from him again as he forced himself deeper.“Stop squirming, you sexy bitch,” he laughed. “It’s only gonna ...ake this worse.” He fucked her hard with long deliberate strokes in and out of her tight ass. He was infatuated with this fantasy. His wife rarely let him have anal sex with her, let alone suggest it. It was like pulling teeth whenever he would ask her. “Ugh,” she groaned as he bottomed out in her ass, forcing her forward onto the bed every time he did.. " He moans and sucks as his throat is fucked by this man and his ass by his Mistress. The he realizes what she said. These. How many are there? The thought simultaneously worries him and makes his cock twitchSuddenly he feels the cock in his mouth begin to throb and feels as it begins to poor cum deep into his throat. His mistress always makes him swallow his own cum, so he automatically swallows. The cock is pulled from his mouth and another replaces it. His Mistress continue the torture of. She gasps as she says, “Please…don’t stop…” trailing off in another moan, her voice hoarse with desire. Electricity raced through her body as he gently kissed her nipples again. “Yes… please yes…” she moaned, as she stood there helpless to his advances. Opening her soul to him was all she could do, she was powerless otherwise. Sliding his hands down her sides as he kissed her breasts and nipples, he reached her skirt as he pulls it up over her hips. He finds she has no. He was surprised she didn’t see what he was doing. Or seem to care if she did.Green. Sara pulled off but noticed her new admirer was stuck behind cars turning in the right lane. She needed to turn left at the next intersection anyway so she moved into the left lane, then the turn lane. She could see in her side mirror as the pickup whipped out, sped up and pulled alongside again. “OK big boy, you’ve seen enough for today.” The light changed and Sara turned left towards 95.“Mother fucker!”.