. When she stopped moving, I slowly kissed her ckeek and said in her ear “Bas ek aur jhatke mein seal toot jayegi…”My hand was on her mouth, so ...he couldn’t speak.. but she was moving her head signaling me not to do it.. I ignored her.. Slid my dick slightly out and rammed it in her..She arched back with a her muffed scream…“Mmmm….mmmmm…. mmmmm”. She was in tears and I was in her.. totally.. her tightness was amazing.. It was the first time in my life I was inside a virgin pussy.. it was hot as. It was not germane to our relationship, but you mentioned her again, so now Geoffrey must know. Your turn of the phrase to describe why you were willing to step out was cute. The law separated you as man and wife, not exactly you or your wife.I remember your saying, “My wife is/was a bookkeeper for our church. She is/was good with numbers and did all the finance for over five thousand congregants. It was easy for her to doctor some of the items. I never wondered where the money came from or. I had played quite a bit of it in my previous life both in school and on the beaches in my early twenties, but that game hadn't been invented yet - at least not as a sporting event. We spent the hour just passing the ball back and forth over the net while I explained the basic rules and patterns to her. She had strong fingers and could really drive the ball, and her height made her perfect for a set up man. I tried to explain all this to her, but she said it would take time for her to catch on,. Not sucking really, because since that day when I rammed my cock past her throat, she was always careful to straighten her throat and keep a strait line path into her mouth so that if I got excited and rammed in again it wouldn’t hurt her. My cockhead was always past her throat and she had developed a technique of gurgling so that the ripples of her throat muscles stimulated my cockhead. I could take charge anytime I wanted and ram in deeper and fuck her throat so that I could, as I loved to,.