..honestly I wouldn't care if you ARE gay - we still have great sex! Besides, you already showed me you liked it last night!" I said with a smug grin....Will you do this for me?" I asked.He responded with a less than enthusiastic nod and a grunt but the way his cock bounced and grew betrayed his true desire!"Great!" I said as I rolled him onto his back and propped his ass up on pillows. Now I had him at an angle that allowed me to easily plow my cock into his ass making direct contact with his. Just to roughlygrab the dick in her gasp."Ouch!" she exclaimed in shock. She really could feel that dick. It wasreal. Especially the pain."Get out!" Justin shouted. He shoved her away in the direction of thedoor. "All your fault. Now my dick is- I can't even feel him anymore."A moment later Beatrice stood before a closed door and no banging on ithelped. She could still feel it. His hands on her dick. Prodding andpushing. Sometimes holding the base against something, maybe his pelvis,to reattach. I continued kissing her with my cock inside her. Trust me guys it was an amazing feeling. My cock in her warm and wet pussy, I could feel the stickiness of her juices on my cock. In addition the pressure pf her vaginal wall on my cock . Ah! It was amazing. That feeling still drives me mad. Once her pain subsidised she calmed down and started responding to my kisses. She hugged me and started kissing me passionately. I slowly started moving. I slowly started removing and inserting my cock in. She quickly slipped it on and buttoned the front. I gave her the leather skirt, watching as she stepped into it and then tucked the bottom half of the blouse inside it, before zipping up the back. I handed her the belt, and she buckled it around her slim waist. Turning in front of the mirror, my wife examined herself to make sure her appearance was perfect.It was.?Is it someone new?? I asked.?Yes, it is,? she said. ?Remember me mentioning the lawyer who e-mailed me last week???Vaguely. You’ve.