His mouth moves but before he says anything, I cut across him. I try to sound as sympathetic as possible, letting a touch of the true sorrow I feel at... the sight of him, colour my voice. Mr Sastri, I say, Im so sorry for your loss. Instead of replying, he stares at me for a second, his gaze hardening, then he shuts the door in my face! After I get over my shock, I knock once more, knowing he will answer. He opens the door again, fury visible in the lines of his face and Im quick to apologise,. He worked it with his thick finger and loosened her a little. Then after lubing his cock he started pushing it in. Ana began moaning as he worked his thick cock back and forth inside her tight asshole. Each time Marco pushed, I could see he was going further into her body. Then after he was all the way in, he put both of his hands on her hips and stayed there quiet. My sweet wife had her head buried in a pillow. He remained still and allowed her to adjust to his size. As soon as Ana rose her. ."I didn't finish my thought as I felt Mr. Sawyer's hands on my back and his pelvis was rubbing my ass while I bent over."Mr. Sawyer, I don't think we..." I said slowly and started to get up, but the hood was right over my head and he was pushing me down again anyway."Shhh ... It's okay, Annie. Just like this..." he breathed and I felt him reaching around to undo my jeans. "I want you so bad." But ... your wife..." I sighed, feeling that little flame in my tummy burst into life. "What if she. .."Yeah, I know that Beth, and I've given that some thought as well. Who's to say that you couldn't get a job here?" I posed the question to her, thinking my logic was sound. I hoped. I was pretty ripped myself. "And who's to say I couldn't come out there," I blurted out before I had really known what I was saying."That's definitely possible, but do you know what? We have a couple of years or so until we cross that bridge," she pointed out, looking me in the eyes as she went on. "I suggest we.