She got up, and started to walk out. I snuck up behind her and pushed her against the wall. I changed my mind, you fucking whore. Spread your legs. Sh...e Did as she was told and I drove my cock into her extremely wet pussy. “OhhhGOODDDDDD she moaned. Yesss fuckin give it to me master. Make me fucking hurrrttttt”So I did. I grabbed her by the hair and took her to her knees and dragged her to the edge of the bed. Bending her over I fucked her from behind. Pounding her pussy. Hard. Roughly.. {Yes I liked it,} Jean-Claude smiled, {I am thinking about taking my wife to see it this weekend.}{You didn’t watch it with her?} Steven asked.{No I took my son and she was doing something for her parents,} Jean-Claude shrugged his shoulders, {But my mother can watch my boy this weekend for us so we can have a date.}{Oh,} Steven sighed, {I would love to have a date with the Black Widow. What about you Professor? Have you seen the movie?}{I am not into comic action films,} Von Stieger said, {My. This all changed one day in August when my limo driver dropped me off. I saw a customized motorcycle in the driveway, it was the kind a biker would drive with a skull and crossbones medallion on the back seat. When I got inside the house I heard sounds coming from the basement. I listened, and was floored by what I heard. It was the sound of my wife moaning at the top of her voice and a man grunting. Now, I’m not stupid, someone was obviously down there fucking my sweet little house-mouse wife. Unable to see, barely able to breathe, I felt strong hands grasping my thighs, and steve’s cock pushed wetly into my cunt, causing my loins to scream again in pleasure. He thrusted into me and released, nearly exiting. I could feel his thick head stretching my folds, finding purchase deep within me as he thrusted again, working in to a steady, forceful rhythm. Rachel leaned forward, her sex still in my face, her tongue licking my aroused button as Steve fucked me.I spread Rachel's cheeks with.