Stroking long, deep into her, he was lost, the smell of her hair, the way her nipples pressed hard against his chest. He cried out against her neck as...her nails raked his skin and he plunged harder, faster moving his hips against hers rubbing the hardness between his legs deep into the softness between hers. He slowed then and started shorter strokes, pushing his pubic mound against her clit at the end of his stroke, rubbing her inside and outside till he felt the little tremors from her pussy. I even fucked the male stripper at my wild bachelorette party a few days before my wedding. Then I let my husband think he deflowered me on our wedding night; a June wedding about a month after my husband graduated.I still fuck hot guys on occasions. Since my husband is cuckold, some people might call me a cheating wife. However, I know the difference between a relationship and a fucking. I love my husband. I take good care of him; I clean house, cook, and help him with some of his accounting. He would be here any minute They had been in bed for about two hours.He looked wonderful as always. Dark, fit, with thrillingly dangerous eyes, and that big great-looking cock.Her appearance captivated him as always. Couldn't take his eyes off her. All soft curves and smooth fair skin.He stroked every part of her body, cupping and feeling her breasts, sliding his warm hands up the underside of her thighs, raising and spreading them.He pinched and twisted her. When I saw her for the first time she was wearing a top and a boxer and I got some positive vibes but I controlled as I was meeting her for the first time. Disha is a short and bubbly girl.(34-30-36) We went and started drinking and I was getting cozy with her. Got to know about her and about her job, family etc. And then the fun started. My friend was like let’s dance and all of us were high and started dancing. She was DAMN GOOD! She did an item number and that’s when I felt like I need to.