Ann was sobbing lustily from the third stroke on, she had never experienced a burning like this in her behind before, "PLEASE, NO MORE TOM, I'M SORRY,... OOOOHHHH!" Tom continued his assault on his wife's quickly reddening backside. WHOOOSH, CRAAACK! "OOOOWWWW!" P-PLEASE", was all she could say, her cheeks would clench and unclench franticly trying to reduce the heat that quickly built in her bottom but to no avail, and through all of her crying Tom continued undaunted. WHISSHHH, SMAACK!, WHAAPP!. . I almost did not unstrung .. I mug and again .. f *** in th .. painful at first .. I pace back and enjoy .. I guess France nose on his monitor wetting their fingers in subduing us ..Chills .. then again .. I squirted it's hard .. I give shots k**neys .. he insists .. I think for a moment that not going to stop ... But if he changes position ..It lasts .. lasts .. I'm more excited .. here is 5 times that I squirt like crazy .. of course it is less abundant .. but more and stronger ..I back the. I can’t breathe. Why can’t I stop thinking about her? I wonder where she is. Is she happy? Is she married? Does she think of me? No, I know answer to that last question. Has she changed at all?” Emma imagined Alexis far away from Italy, in her hometown. “Alexis probably still lives with mom and dad, she probably dropped off university. She is miserable….” Emma shook her head; she couldn’t wish those things to her. Never. “She is probably happy with someone, like I am with Anne-Marie. She. I could hardly wait to fuck her with my prick. Her pussy muscles clenched my fingers in preparation for an orgasm. She arched her back while my fingers fucked her ruthlessly, delving as deep as possible. I sucked on her hard clit. Maria began to climax. Her pussy juice flooded out of her coating my fingers in her slime. I didnt stop sucking on that delicious love button the whole time. She cried out and pushed my face away from her pussy, murmuring about it being sensitive. Fuck. That was.