Peter Thorenssen shouldered his way. It had restarted raining outside. He glared at Thomas. Then his face beamed. He thumped Thomas on the shoulder. ... 'Good man! Good man! You've cleaned her up for me then!' He shouldered his way past Thomas who had been standing between the front door and the bedroom corridor. His face was a mix of shock, horror, and confusion. His hand shot to his face, which was still coated with the juices leaked from his wife's pussy. Oh God! His boss had seen him with. I was close to cumming and to give myself a break I pulled out of her. She turned on her front, lifting her hips up to offer herself in the doggy position, a position she only liked when she was at her horniest.I kneeled up behind her, in the dark I eventually found her wet pussy, as the head of my cock prodded her opening, she pushed back, allowing me to slide inside. I started slowly building up my pace. Her moans were building as my pace quickened, and I knew she was getting close to. I have a 8 1/2 inch uncut BBC.Last night I go to the bathhouse, I was feeling extra horny. I pay my admission get my locker put my clothes in it, shower dry off and lube my ass up just in case, but also love having a finger stuck in me.I do my walk around see some doors open and guys showing off their goods, a few guys getting blown or fucked. I think to myself this looks like it good be a fun night. I go to the video room and their are two couches in there. One has a guy laid out on it. I would take some water with e, she’s a little ‘ot on the bum.” Matt saw the man grin and head for his car. He entered the barn. --------- I walked up to her. I could see her reddened bum and the puffed up areas from the hard lines of the cane. I touched them. Melissa squirmed under the touch. They felt hot as fuck, I thought. I watched her for a few seconds. Her breathing was laboured. She almost hung from the ropes. I stroked her face. Her head lifted and she stood upright. I stroked down.