She tilts her head back as my tongue goes deeper into her wet pussy as she kept moaning my name she kept being louder with each moan as I slap her ass... leaving a red hand mark as I take my cock and slowly start to penetrate her pussy with the tip of my cock, slowly pushing it more into her wet pussy as I slowly fell her clit rub against it as I smirk and start hitting it making her moans unintelligible as I grab her hair pulling it so I can watch her eyes roll and tongue fall out of her mouth as. I decided to text her back. – Ive been talking with my wife. We just need space to rebuild. – Can you meet with me tomorrow during your break? – What for? – So you we can talk just the two of us – We can talk around my wife. I dont hide anything from her – Yea sure you dont What the hell did she mean by that? I resisted the urge to ask. I shut his phone and placed it back where hed left it. I allowed my unanswered questions to stew in the back of my mind the rest of the day. Even into the. Just remember, you offered to let me have you any way I wanted. You said I could tie you up, spank you or even fuck this tight little ass of yours, remember? Was all of that just big talk, or did you really want it to happen?" Becca began to whimper as she realized what she had set in motion. Her breath was deep and heavy and it was clear that she was afraid. That was good, he thought. She should be afraid. If there truly was anything he could teach her, it was that there was danger in her. As the husband was in/out in my pussy I was circling the pussy of his wife and hitting her man in the boat on every circle. I stayed there with my tongue and biting her clit. She was squirming under my mouth and loving it. More on my clit she would say. Harder on the lips . . . . her husband was doing a good in/out on my pussy and I really was pleasured doubly. He was about to cum. I felt his spasmic moves on his cock, his contraction/expansion of his dick were very clear, soon I felt his cock.