I like seeing her fucked this way the best. It looks like the man is doing the fucking and it seems like the woman is being fucked almost against her ...will. After a while he pulled out and my wife got up on her knees and faced me. Our faces where no more than four feet apart. I was looking deeply into her blues eyes as he entered her from behind. Her eyes went half closed and a smart ass looking smirk came over her. Every in stroke he made sure to burry his dick in her hard enough to bump her. Both physically and psychologically.Charles hated Sundays and Thursdays more than the other five days as those were the only two days he had to spend far more time with Ivy. Lucky for him, none of his friends or his mom's friends ever saw him with those girls. If he had not sworn on his father's parents' graves, he would not have allowed himself to be subjected to this sort of treatment.Compared to what Ivy put him through, working at his mom's shop was far better. Stocking shelves up and. Once we were wed I could assert myself over my new wifeand redo everything the way I wanted. Of course. It would be perfect.She also decided that I would be sexier to her if I got rid of my bodyhair. She bought one of those new devices that crystalizes the hair orsomething, eliminates it, and prevents it from coming back for a fewmonths. I wasn't happy about it but was still thinking in terms ofkeeping her happy until I could turn things around. It felt funny tofind myself hairless, pink. "Of course you are too young to hear it," Mandy said from her lofty perch of 16 years. "We just put away your Barbie Dolls last year." What's wrong Bill?" Susan asked. "Do you need another ice pack?" No ice pack," Bill said in a tense voice. "Nothing's wrong." Mom," Beth complained turning towards Susan and bouncing in frustration. "Make Mandy quit picking on me and tell her that's not true."Bill groaned, grabbed Beth's hips and pushed them down his legs. Then he grabbed her shoulders and.