I stood up reluctantly and without dressing up moved to the kitchen. I didn’t feel cold after the warmth of the bed.- I’m glad you’ve woken up. ...Good morning, honey! – my wife said slicing a cucumber. – I’m cooking a salad for you. Are you hungry?My thoughts were far from breakfast. My wife turned back and saw my huge erection. She smiled but said nothing. I came up, embraced her and pressed my hot penis to her short dressing gown.- Darling, why don’t we fuck for a while?My hands were working. She said nothing will change and we both tell no one. She kept her both hand in my cheeks and kissed me with her juicy lips. She was kissing me so badly.After 5mins we both hugging each other her boobs was crushing my chest and it was amazing. I put my left hand in her ass and grabbing them nicely. She was in a little moan. I kissed her neck and she was mad she jumped me and said yes. Wow…. Her boobs were nearly out of her t-shirt. I put my left hand on her left boobs, it was so big that my. He was forty five and father of six k**s. He loved fucking and could ever get enough pussy. He was a frequent guest at the hotel with a whore he picked up but he loved the thought of fucking a young cunt and Ray had told him how good Kat was. They met there on a Saturday afternoon and Mark stripped her naked and began to caress her body. As he felt her pussy his cock got hard and stood straight out. He rubbed her clit and found her fuck hole and fingered her and loved how wet and tight she was.. The contrast between the view she presented him and her professionalism while bathing him had a strangely erotic effect. His voice cracked as he said, “Not bad at all.”She smiled at him and said, “Now we have to increase your blood flow. We don’t want you to get bedsores.”She proceeded to lightly massage him. Her touches were feather light and brushed his entire body. It sent ripples of pleasure through his body. He was moaning from desire by the time she finished. He was about to relax when.