Nisha was heard moaning, “Harder..harder Mohit! Fuck your bitch harder, yes! Just like that..Fuck my asshole..Anand: How dare he spanks her ass like... that!He broke out crying and it was time to make him realize what a lousy husband he had been.Me: Well, I guess you didn’t take care of your wife, so she called her former lover to do your job. Stop crying like a baby and enjoy this new kinky adventure.I turned around and began to twerk my ass on my friend’s husband’s face. His cock began to grow. In my head I had thought that my eyes were playing tricks on me but when a car came up the road, I watched him tuck his tool back into his shorts and pretend he was just sitting there and enjoying the day. I shrugged it off, flipped my smoke out the window and consulted the map until I knew where I was. Smiling and nodding to myself I looked up, out my windshield and again the man across the street was holding himself in his hand and looking my way. I was a good distance away so I would have. You’re right. We should wait.” Mark sighed heavily and kissed Jada’s cheek. “I think that’s the first time you called me My Love.”Jada smiled and traced his cheek with the pads of her fingers. “It’s very late, and I can feel my will power slipping away.” She sighed. “So goodnight, Mark. Thank you for an enchanting evening.” They shared one last kiss and were both in their own beds a minute later.Time: Tuesday, December 25, 2018 9:00 AMIt was a delightful Christmas morning. It seemed that. Without realising, Tiffany had slightly widened her legs. Once they arrived at the school Tiffany got out of her car and heard Matthew say rather loudly. "Miss Jones, have you wet yourself?" She turned and looked down at the seat that her was sat in and saw a large damp patch. Her cheeks turned a shade of bright red. "I...ummm." Matthew interrupted his teacher. "I think my teacher is a horny slut." Tiffany's cheeks reddened further. She couldn't deny it. She was uncontrollably horny and she.