We were comfortable in our routines, and roles. I did what he wanted, and he wanted me around. Soon we found ourselves talking during sex, normal ever...yday conversations as if nothing was happening. I had become an outlet, a release for the frustrations of his day. I was his quiet and docile lover, demanding nothing and taking him as he offered.One day, however, he was especially excited and I was to learn why in short order He took extra time, to make sure I was excited, wet and ready for him.. “Go shower,” Tiffany advised, “and stop fretting. Everything is fine. I’m going to head to my own room.”Hailey nodded her agreement. She was accomplishing nothing in the room. At least under the hot spray of the shower she could wash away the smell of sex from her skin – and perhaps some of the fear and guilt that resided there, too.She followed Tiffany out into the hallway and watched her friend walk up to her room. Tiffany reached her door, turned and smiled back at Hailey. Then she winked. ." shit she married". I continued my working while enjoying looking at her sexy body. As I was almost done with my workout. A shorter white man walks in and the two of them began to talk. At one point they look at me and they both kinda smiled. I figured I most of creep her out by my staring are something. I finshed my work out and began to make my way to the shower when I heard him say " see you in a few dear I am going to take a shower" and kisses her goodbye. After getting undress and. Clearly she was enjoying being impaled on my massive pole and the tightness of her twat around my cock told me that was a complete stranger to having big cocks inside her. "Oh...it's wonderful...don't stop...please...oh..." I smiled down at her as I slightly picked up my pace and started to fuck her even more quickly; little ropes of bubbling fuck lube slowly dripped to the floor from her tightly plugged hole as my cock squelched in and out of her more quickly. "There's no...chance of.