Then I reached down my hand and rubbed up and down the outline of his hardened cock.I asked him if we could go to another place, staring into his eyes...as his dick felt growing even bigger in my hand…Then he whispered in my ear that his wife would not be so happy…I smiled and said that we should not have to worry about her; as I squeezed his dick and licked my red glistening lips.I offered him to go to my place; so we could play a lot there…He seemed unable to decide, so I took him by the hand. Her face stung from his slap, but he didn’t give her much time to absorb before using her hair to yank her head to the side and down. She was forced to drop to her knees in front of him. He tipped her head back and made her look up at him with those big innocent eyes. “This is just the beginning, bitch.” he said with a smirk. Amanda was beyond the need for release now. The whole rape fantasy had played out in her mind, piece by piece. Her hands were shaking slightly and her vagina muscles were. He was lost deep in thought, until a sound behind him made him turn. Standing just behind him in a track suit and breathing heavily was Anne the bride to be"Good morning fake Rob. I can not call you by your proper name as I do not know it." She said sarcastically."Don't bother arguing, Ginny must have forgotten she sent me a photograph, and you ain't the man in the photo, not by a long chalk." She must have sent you a wrong photo." Tony said weakly."I knew as soon as I saw you, but I did not. She asks in a slightly breathy voice, "Would you please turn over for me, Mrs. Miller?"Her question jolts me back to reality. I shiver as the erotic sensations recede (though not entirely), and force myself to get up on shaky arms and turn over. I look up at her: Her nostrils are flared, her cheeks flushed, her eyes dark and alluring; a light sheen of sweat causes her skin to glow fetchingly. Her nipples are hard under her bra and tank top, pushing out brazenly. And when I look down before.