I pounded her little pink pussy as best as I could, as she gripped the sink, and tried to remain bent over for me, and then with one hard deep thrust ...and my balls slapping against her outer lips, she suddenly cried out "OH MOTHER FUCKER!" and then she began groaning and bucking on my cock and I felt her pussy begin to squirt all over my crotch."OH GOD YES!" she groaned loudly, before I clamped my hand over her mouth and held onto her as her orgasm ripped through her.Finally she calmed down, and. When she became quiet, subdued, and acquiescent, he spoke again."That's more like it. You need to remember your place slut and learn to respect those you serve. The next time you disrespect me by being late I may not be so easy on you." Yes, Sir."He rose from his chair and moved closer to her as he continued talking. "Now because we are so behind schedule and we don't have as much time as I wanted, we will have to get right to it."Bending above her, he looked down at his bound slut. "Open," was. Just thinking of getting on that train heading south turned me on.All of a sudden I agreed to it, against every principle I'd ever had. I'd go down there, get a hotel for the night, he could come over and we'd have an intense consensually rough couple of hours. It was time for me to throw caution to the wind.I arrived at the hotel and texted him to say I was there. He said he'd be there in an hour. I was anxious to the point of panicking. But I'd never felt so turned on. I had a shower. Clearly 1, 2 and sometimes opening her tight up with three fingers in and out movements, finger fucking my hot wife. passionate kissing, mmmm sounds from my wife as she was being finger fucked. Nigel would break to remove his clothes, out sprung a fully engorged 7 inches of banana bent cock pointing up to the ceiling, he returned to my wife. Without missing my view of the couple on the bed I would strip off with my 6 inches well hard as well. I watched my wife's fist go around Nigel's menacing.