Then one hand moved south again and slowly, trying to see if I could do it before she noticed, I started unbuttoning her shorts. Well, she did notice... Both her hands tightened in my hair and she pulled my head off her chest. The look in her eyes was once more fearful than any other emotions. One of her hands went from my head down to my hand and she tried to wrap her fingers around my wrist. “Please baby,” I cooed, still working at her shorts even as she tried to stop me. “If you love me. She nodded lightly but that was enough for me.I went near her and told her strip.She hesitantly went to a side and started stripping.I took out my phone and starting recording.I told her to dance and turn around while stripping and she started stripping.I had a hard time keeping my cock in my pants and it was begging to get free aysha started stripping slowly first she removed her t-shirt slowly while dancing.I was massaging my cock on my pants and could not hold my urge and got up and went. Making it wet with her juices, then moved it up against her soft ass. I slowly slipped the head in her. She was so tight it made me pause for a moment to let her get use to it. I began to insert more and more of my cock up her ass. Once my full length was inside her I began pumping slowly. She moaned and rocked backward against my thrusts. I could tell she wanted it harder. I placed my hands on her hips and began fucking her ass violently. ''Fuck that ass, pull my hair, make me your whole!''. "Don't worry I never tell. Plus you don't want to ruin that perfect fitting bra. This is just perfectly natural. It's just you and I in your husbands trophy room." I said.Emma closed her eyes and shook her head back and forth. A minute passed. Had I blown it? Did I push her to far? I then saw her hands go under her big brown bra. She put down her breast pump and about a quarter full of milk. She put them next to her on the desk. She moved her feet on the floor. She then reached on.