She let out an elongated and seemingly painful sounding OOH!!! which lasted as long as his penetrating action. she let out another long whooooaaaaah! ...as he slid back a ways and then pushed into her again and again. with each slow thrust, she made some noise, a whimpering oooh! which shortened and lessened in intensity with each thrust that quickened in pace each time, because each thrust got easier and smoother as she loosened up and fresh juice from her lubrication made it easier foor him to. His only comment was a mild, "Where have you been, darling?" My reaction to his gentleness was strange. First I was relieved and then I was angry. After all, what real MAN would allow his wife to come home looking like a well used tramp and simply ignore it! I lost what little respect I had left for Dave and became very ugly with him. The funny thing was the more abusive I became the more he cowered before me, taking my verbal abuse, as if it were he that had been the one fucking around rather. The succulence of his cock tingled on her taste buds. She took a second long slurp up the prickshaft and fluttered her tongue against the sensitive point where his cockhead flared out from the stalk and the fat vein blended into the delta on the underside of his hot purple prick-knob.He shifted his feet and braced his ass against the edge of the desk, jamming his pelvis out. But she wasn't ready to take his cock into her mouth yet, since she liked to tongue a prick for awhile before sucking. I'd already done my armpits, even my legs. My leg hair is light and fine, and doesn't show much, it's such a nuisance I only do it for big meets, but I didn't want anything that might turn him off. I'd probably have to do the whole thing again tomorrow to avoid stubble, and then again, until he finally took the bait -- took me!If he took the bait. I hadn't a clue what to do if he didn't."Thanks, Mom." I gave her a hug before she stood up, but other than that there was no hanky-panky between.