I got home to find Joan had put some clothes on – a novel experience following her decision to go naked since her return on Sunday, but knew that th...is was because we were going out this evening. Joan had put on one of her new bras which she proudly showed off to me as well as a matching pair of knickers/thong that displayed the camel toe of her nicely shaved cunt. I knew I had to be calm – we’d have time later to fuck and relax (or was that relax and then fuck – who knew?). As Joan did the. He makes my body feel worshipped and loved as he lifts me from the ground to impale me with his hard, pulsing member. The pleasure blinds me for a moment as my nails lock into his shoulders, the flesh retaining half moon divots. As my body responds to his, thrusting in time with his rhythm, he slams me against our living room wall, hard. The wall caves slightly beneath our weight, a spider web of cracks blooming around our thrusting forms as my body shuddered in blissful delight, the muscles in. She asked, "Do you have something to put on?" No," I replied, "I wasn't expecting anything to happen tonight."This was of course, a lie, for I hated condoms, they took the feel awayfrom my cock and constricted me when I came. It was reckless I know butI had been lucky, only getting an STD once, hey the advantage of marriedwomen. As she thought for a moment, I let the shaft of my cock rub uphard against her clit.She gasped then said, "Promise you won't come inside me."To which I replied, "I. But rather then take the hose off, I wanted her to feel like the slut that she is so I simply ripped the entire ass section of her hose out so I now had easy access to her pussy, her asshole and her ass cheeks but her hose were still around her waste and down her legs. I spread her ass cheeks open and buried my face in her pussy and started to eat her shaved wet pussy like it was thanksgiving dinner. Her juices tasted so sweet and her clit was huge and throbbing. It didn’t take long before she.