She bites her lips and grunts, impaling herself on the length of hardened flesh buried deep inside her already. Spencer doesn’t argue and starts pum...ping himself in and out of her faster and harder. They both moan loudly at the feeling of their bodies mashing together.Samantha’s body rises and falls with each thrust. “Faster,” she encourages.So Spencer picks up his pace with long, fast and deep strokes. But Spencer can feel her need for more. So he decides to relinquish control to her. He lowers. What do you think?" "Oh, dear," Ann exclaimed, "that would be wonderful. In that case, spit me through the ass." She bent over the table and, reaching back, spread her ass cheeks to give Michael a good target. John held Ann's upper body steady as Michael inserted the tip of the spit into her asshole. After taking a moment to line it up carefully, Michael slowly but steadily pushed the spit through his wife. "Ohhhh," Ann said, "that feels a little weird. I can feel the. When I got out of my shower, a sweaty Ann was sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for me. She didn't say anything as I dried off but I saw her lick her lips more than once when she would glance at my crotch. When I was done drying I didn't bother dressing before addressing her."Ann, our marriage was based on trust. I trusted you; never in my wildest dreams did I think you could do something so hurtful and selfish behind my back the way you did."The tears started coming as she started. Maybe I should have known, but it had to be my imagination, I thought to myself.I watched tv and had some drinks before heading into my own bedroom, and fell asleep.I don’t know what time it was, but I felt the soft touch of finger tips on me, was I dreaming? Across my chest and down my stomach I felt the fingers touch. Still, I wasn’t sure if it was real or if I was dreaming. In a bit of a alcohol and sleepy haze, I opened my eyes when I felt fingers wrapped around my rock hard cock. I was.