Your pretty prudish wife, her thick hips rocking, the headboard of your bed banging and clattering against your bedroom wall, my thrusting, penetratin... cock… pleasuring her?As I push it in again to the hilt she breathlessly moans, “Yes! Oh, my God, that big cock feels so good!”You glance at me and our eyes meet. I’m lean and fit but have a sheen of sweat, you can tell I’ve been fucking your wife for some time now. How long has she been being stretched by my big prick?“You heard her,” I say. Me and your dad saw the procession, it went straight through the high street. She was a beautiful bride, absolute head jerker she was in her hay day. You’d have liked him Lay, just your type. Dark brooding Irish man he was. Very good looking.’ Her mum winked at her and lit up a Marlboro light and then carried on basting the turkey. She knew her mum was curious but she didn’t probe. She never did. If only her mum knew she was having an affair with him…she couldn’t tell her. Her mum didn’t like. Wesaid our good byes and began heading to the house. Jenny had to braceherself a bit and let out a little giggle. "I must have had a littlemore than I thought." I teasingly called her a lightweight as we madeour way up the steps. She slapped me in the arm and I fell over intothe bushes, dragging her along with me. We fell into one of the flowerbushes laughing away. As we lay there amongst the peonies. Marty cameto the front door and saw us. "Oh God," he muttered before turningback into. " as it finished up with a final shudder that started at the center of my body, and ran trough me, all the way to the tips of my fingers, and toes.As I released Dr. Roberts' neck, firmly planting my feet on the floor, I slid my hands down his thighs, grabbing him by the knees. Then I leaned forward, bracing for leverage, and his strong hands grasped my waist.The only word on my mind was 'more', as I bucked up, and down, riding his cock, my ass slapping against his lap."Oooyeah," he cooed.