She’d left the small bar alone that night.. But unsettled, a niggling of unfinished business and a flicker of opportunity.. She had a fey feeling f...r the man. As soon as he’d laid eyes on her, he knew he needed to have her, not because of her looks. They were OK. It was the turn of her head, the way she stared out his look and challenged him. A more visceral emotion, a primitive yearning. A few hundred years ago he would have thrown her to the ground and ravished her then and there. God, he. ." I whimper out as his balls slap my pussy again. Daddy quietly ran his fingers through my hair and before I could catch a glimpse of the idea going through his mind, he pulled my head back and bit my neck roughly. As if a dominant male was marking his territory. When his teeth sank into my skin I felt a large splash shoot deeply inside me and I gasped hard. The need to cum over took my body and my pussy immediately shot wave after wave of hot juices onto the floor beneath us. After about 5. Sometimes I felt like he wanted me just as bad as I wanted him. Other times I felt like he didnt, and other times I hoped that he didnt because I didnt want to be the "whore who fucked her husbands bestfriend". One day after Bryian and I had came back from our home state from our wedding, Montrell, who had gone back home, called my husbands cell and asked could he stay the night over because his wife was trippin. Bryian agreed even though he had to work the night shift at his unit. Bryian went. Chris backed away as he was stunned momentarily. ‘I’m sorry Chris, I should have told you. Actually I should not have let you in. Please sit down and I’ll explain,’ Paula spoke. Chris sat back down in the kitchen chair. Paula brought over the two cups of coffee and sat down at the table. Then Paula explained everything to Chris and obtaining Chris’s agreement to keep the secret. When Paula finished explaining the situation Chris was more relaxed and then he felt obligated to tell Paula about.