I will not bore the reader by repeating at length her experiences in a distant, untamed, primitive, savage and unforgiving land. She had accidentally ...locked herself out of her hotel room after a wild party in the bar some hours earlier, and been unlucky enough to have been spotted by a jealous colleague, who had then bribed a corrupt police captain to have her arrested and chained in the yard of his police station for over a month, naked and exposed to the cold of the night and the heat of the. As she reached the top of thestairs, she could hear the music was clearly coming from her bedroom."David, honey is that you?" She doubted it would be Michael home fromschool in their bedroom listening to music as he was only 7 years old atthe time. It had to be her husband.As Patricia rounded the top of the stairs and walked into their bedroom,she was greeted with the horror of seeing her beloved husband David ontheir bed with..., a woman..., a woman's... Dropping the packages, herhands went to. ” Giving her an idea what was to come. I took her skirt from the rear and pulled it up to her waist. Since She didn’t protest as I backed her against her work table, laid her back, and pulled her purple panties off, I could feel Her panties were so drenched that they was a huge wet spot. She was so absorbed in this lust that nothing else mattered. I pulled and sat in the chair, spreading her legs, I parted her thick bush. I wanted to eat pussy and she had the most beautiful pussy that I had. Instead, I ran my tongue around it and pulled on him hard with both hands. My stroking quickly brought him to full strength and I tried to pull as much of him into my mouth as possible. I could feel myself getting my cunt wetter and wetter."You can do better, my white married bitch" he suddenly said and with that he pushed himself deep into my mouth. The feeling was uncomfortable as it stretched my skin, but the feeling in the back of my mouth was amazing. I did my best to not gag on his.