Mark Jensen faced his wife in their bedroom, Sheila sitting on the bed while he listened with a shocked expression."And that's what actually happened,..." the ripely curved housewife concluded, her crimson face avoiding his gaze. She'd told him everything, every sordid detail. The chains, the whippings, the anal rapes, virtually everything.For a few minutes, Mark was silent. He found it almost impossible to believe his own stunning wife had an affair with the clumsy ape next door. But his. My breath hitched in my throat not allowing me to stop him. He began to move faster, rubbing us together through the clothing of our sleepwear. My back lifted off the mattress, a groan escaping me. I couldn't help it, it felt so wrong and so good.Neither of us lasted long. I came on a whimper, him on a groan. When he let me go and rolled back over to his side of the bed, I flailed one hand on top of my nightstand, grabbing my inhaler. I think I'd used it more in this one day than I had in the. Jimmy carried the last few letters in and placed them on the table as Natalie sat down. She was still sniffling and trying to hide her tears.“Thank you for helping me Jimmy. Can I get you something to drink or eat?”“No thanks, I don’t need anything. Are you sure you're okay?” She nodded at him. “Okay, I guess I’ll go home now before my dad yells at me.”Natalie watched as he walked away until she yelled out, “Wait!” He turned around and saw that she was approaching him. Once she reached him, she. She was pretty hot and she gave me the same showevery day ironing in front of the open window she never let on thatshe knew I was there though.I could tell she was peeking at me one day first through the bedroom and then through the livingroom window. I was vibrating down my pantlegthough and had no panties and decided not to be too obvious but I camewhile she was looking at me. That was good but I had to sneak back to my apartment because I got cum all over my jeans.If she saw me I can't tell.