Quickly, he wiped down the gun and placed the rag, after folding it up again, back into the night stand drawer. He removed the clip for inspection to ...check and make sure it was totally full. He checked the barrel of the pistol to make sure it was clean. He replaced the clip back into the pistol, and then placed the shiny silver .357 Magnum pistol back into its shoulder holster. He then double checked his extra bullets to make sure he had plenty, and that all the bullet slots in his holster were. She took my lip in her mouth to suck my blood. She was definitely mad in my love. I pressed her boob while opened her pant and removed it completely. Her thigh was milky white she was looking like apsara. She was wearing a red panty which was already wet.I lowered her panty. Her pubic region was shaved. I placed my hand on her cunt. She cried,” no”. I rubbed it whole. She tightly closed her mouth. The I found her clit and twirled with finger. The I kissed her pussy. First I fondled her clip and. "What then? A friend, a stranger. In the house, our bed. What about a seedy motel?"It was a game Pat and I played. Talking about her cheating got us both horny and inevitably ended with a great sex session."Come with me," I told Pat.I went inside and sat on the sofa. "Stand there," I instructed Pat and pointed to a spot just in front of me.Pat obediently stood where I pointed. I reached around and placed my hands on her ass cheeks, rubbing them in a circular motion. Pat was a little too far. I opened his browser and went to www.indiansexstories2.net it was a holy ceremony for me, i just couldn’t start my workday without reading a porn story,i loved reading and picturing myself as the hero of the story,i loved feeling the bulge getting hard in my pants while imagining myself fucking right at the work place, this time my choice was punishment for infidelity and it was about a whore wife who cheated on her husband with a gardener, the story was rather long and I made myself.