I didn’t know my wife when she was a teenager and had never seen her dressed like this before. All I could do was stand there and stare. “I’m wo...king on my homework honey. If you want to sit with me while I finish, feel free to,” she says. Not knowing what else to do, I reply, “OK,” then take a seat at the table across from her. “I’m going to get a drink, would you like one?” she asks. Still recovering from the shock of seeing her dressed like this, another “OK,” is all I can manage. As she. Pushing her away from me and pulling her back to me. Her small plump ass cheeks smacked against my hips and made a loud slapping sound. She was on her knees, on her bed, her face buried in a pillow. Her loud muffled cries filled her bedroom and fueled my lust. The thick muscles in my arms were burning. I had been bouncing her ass off of me for a very long time. She had cum twice and begged me not to stop till she came a third time. I knew that when she felt my cock explode in her ass, she. He buried his face in her hair, smelled the fading shampoo. When Isabel looked up, her face was drenched in tears, her eyes red and puffy, lips still quivering. ‘There was a concert in school,’ she spoke brokenly, her head low, eyes wide and scared. ‘I asked for £40, the participation fee.’ She looked at his face, horror in her eyes. Then she tugged the sleeves of her cardigan to reveal a deep, reddish-black scar on her right arm. Brandon flinched, his breath catching. ‘I got this that night,’. She could feel his growing erection pressed against her ass and she could only wonder what that cock looked like in the flesh. She couldn’t’ deny that she had fantasies about it. Who wouldn’t? The man was hung like a horse!She sighed as Todd placed his hands on her hip and began kissing her neck. It felt good but she knew it couldn’t happen. But again, her voice refused to come.Before she knew it his large, rough hands were in her shirt and he was caressing her breasts. They felt so different.