Master: I thrust in and out feverishly as my dick slides with ease from your drenched pussy. I grab your hips with force and pound you again and again... your tits bouncing up and down, increasing my arousal to fucking the hell out of you. I grab one and take it inside of my mouth, my tongue sliding around your nipple and my teeth grazing the outside as my hard cock slams into you you over and over. Me: As you fuck the hell out of me and suckle my nipple I can feel my orgasm begin to build from. Then she picked up her towel, wrapped it back around herself and apologized to Becca. The new house keeper told her that she wasn’t embarrassed and not to worry. When Babs got back into the bedroom, she told me what happened and I jokingly said that the next time I’m gonna have to go in with just a towel and hope that Sean pulls it off and Babs smiled and said good luck.Becca fixed a very nice meal and then headed off to class. I learned that most of her classes were evening classes which. The vision turned to me. In her bra and knickers. “You are sure your wife won’t mind, Jack?” “Sure,” I stammered. We chatted whilst we sipped our drinks. “Another one?” Cindy asked with what I thought was a wicked smile. Was it a come on, I wondered?” Cindy handed me the drink and again sat down on the bed next to me. Closer than before. Her bare thighs touching my legs. Cindy put her hand on my thigh and asked with that same wicked smile, “So, Jack, when you called me, ’Miss,’ in the bar did. Nick had been on the phone with something for work and came padding through, barefooted on the underfloor-heated wooden floors, wearing shorts and a t-shirt, no boxers as the call came in while he was dressing. He walked through and saw her sitting there reading the paper that had been delivered that morning and that he'd placed on the kitchen island with some orange juice while she was dressing.She looked up, about to ask if the call was okay, and realised just how domestic that might sound,.