." he said."Before you say anything, let me put all of your fears to rest," she told him. "First, I know that this has to be a secret. We can never te...ll anyone, and I'm fine with that. Second, I don't want you to feel any kind of obligation to me just because you slept with me. Let's just agree up front that if either of us feels uncomfortable with it afterward, we'll just pretend it never happened. But if we both want to continue..." Now you're the dummy," he told her. "How could I possibly. I eased some more of my cock into his ass and Vic groaned in pain. It was a slow process to get three-quarters of my cock into his ass – which was all I was able to fit in. I then began to slowly and gently pump my rock hard penis against his prostrate gland. It felt wonderful to have his flesh tightly around my meat as I fucked him. Vic groaned a little in pain at first but a few seconds later Vic’s face turned into an expression of pure delight. “Oh, pump me harder!” he groaned.I did. I. My hand instinctively moved to her breasts and I began to fondle her. Her dark nipples were erect and she sighed at the touch of my fingers but she remained passive in her response. I wanted to feel her hand against my groin and so I reached for her left hand and guided it to me. I could tell from her gasp that she impressed with its size and her grip changed from a light touch to a firm one.Still kissing I moved my hand away from her breasts to between her legs. They instinctively parted for. But that wasn’t why she couldn’t wait. She couldn’t wait because she knew that he was outside, watching. She didn’t dare acknowledge him now, but she could just about glimpse him out of the corner of her eye, leaning against the narrow strip of brickwork that stopped the window from stretching the full length of the wooden veranda. She’d arranged things as they were purposely, so that he could watch, while minimising the risk of her husband spotting him. Laying there, in her black, patterned.