Something squealed and Mr. Miller laughed yanking off the blindfold. His huge boar Hugo had his feet on the post next to me, and was driving his cork...ed cock into my dripping cunt for all he was worth. “You really are a fuckpig now, fucking a pig you nasty slut. Tell me how good it feels.” I couldn’t lie to him, he had turned me into the slut I was and he knew I liked it. He knew I loved to have cock stuffed up my cunt and him watching. “I love it sir, it feels good to be fucked by a pig. . There is no good in projecting my fantasy onto her and then getting flustered about it. She won’t be going to sleep dreaming about Steve. That’s all in my head.’I whisper to her ‘I adore you!’ and we sleep. Entwined.Amazing Lingerie - 10/04/20In the evening she says she might go for a walk. I encourage her. After all we’ve been locked in all day.One day in early lock down as we were having dinner, discussing lockdown, she had said: ‘What the fuck are people having affairs going to do?’ She'd. The passion grew stronger as our tongues once again intertwined and as I thought about Jamie's advice once again, I surrendered to him completely, causing my doubts and fears to melt away, consumed in the rising flames as a fiery raw passion like I hadn't felt in years overtook me.I felt his hand move from my breast and begin sliding down to gently rub my clit. In response, I moved my hand down to rub his hard cock through his pants, then dropped to my knees and unzipped his pants. Having. .and going...and going. She moaned and shook several times. I remember how she'd whimper before each climax and I really liked how I could feel her opening tighten around my penis each time she came. It worked for me. I guess it would have been worse if I had lost my load within those first few minutes. Here, my story takes a strange and unexpected twist. It is a moment that I have mentally revisited a little more often than I'd like to admit.After some time of our really hot sex, she picked up.