When I have totally satisfied him he will dress and I will walk him down to the front door where he will ask if he can see me again soon. I will smile... and tell him that my pussy is his whenever he wants it and I will kiss him goodbye. The door will be barely closed behind him and I will be running up the steps to the bedroom where my husband will be waiting with a rock hard cock, providing, of course, that he didn't jack off in the closet.How did a thirty-eight year old loving wife and mother. Plus I was getting tired a lot from the lack of full nights sleep and it was beginning to show in my performance in the cheerleading squad.It was getting to the point I had to carry around a notebook to try to schedule in periods where I wasn’t getting laid.So our “ tutor” sessions with Beeder were count down to once a month. Faith and I would stay at Hope’s place every other Friday and work on homework together; her parents were the most boring people on the planet so her home was safe. His lust got the better of him. Quickly, he undid his belt, dropped his trousers and underpants, and without foreplay sank his erect cock into her with one movement. She felt him driving into her. Part of her confused mind accepted him gladly, pleased to be filled, happy to feel a new prick invading her empty cunt. This was the man who had rescued her, whose wisdom she had learnt so quickly to respect. She wanted him to fuck her, to make love to her – but not like this! With her wrists tied to. He began to moan and encouraged her with his fingers in her hair, holding her face close to his groin. He remembered her saying that the boy’s come had tasted “not horrible as she had expected” and the image of her doing that on the seat of a car brought on his climax. He held her head tightly as he bucked his hips against her face, feeling his balls tightening, the feeling of intense pleasure seemed to come up from his toes, engulfing his thighs, his balls, then he was lost as it spurted out,.