Standing he towered over her 6'2 over her 4'9", and on top of her head was buried in his chest hair sucking his nipples as she held her legs wide for ...him. She was crying the same phrases over and over in between begging him quietly "fuck my pussy, fuck my pussy baby!" as he did just that. His naked cock was slick with her juices and they made sucking, sticking sounds as their sex slapped together.He fucked her like a common whore, digging his fingertip into my wife's pink asshole as his thick. I need your dick in my pussy.Again, I enter her in a single stroke and she immediately moans. She uses her feet and legs to try and regulate the motion. The old kitchen table was squeaking in distress indicating it couldn’t take much more of our abuse. My phone still in my robe pocket was vibrating signaling I had a message, then a second one. I didn’t bother looking until we decided to move to the couch in the next room and save the table. Vicky was busy searching her purse for something as I. In all likelihood, Bill would be driving when she took the bus home after work. So, every time he pulled the bus to the curb at the depot, he watched through the rain for her to emerge. But, after several hours, the goddess he longed to see had not appeared. By seven, he had almost given up hope. It was, after all, a Friday night. Perhaps she had plans. Maybe a date who had picked her up right from the office? Just the thought of her giving that beautiful, blushing smile to someone else made. And though he had feigned ignorance in looking, I could see by the sudden flush in his face, not to mention the sudden attentiveness we began receiving that he too had enjoyed the show."Getting horny yet?" Fuck! Are you kidding Dana? Me and the waiter both!" I told her laughing.She laughed, "I'll have to try and notice if he has any tell-tail bulges showing when he returns with the wine," she'd stated, which is when she casually pulled the neck of her dress just enough to fully reveal one very.