The elevator stopped on our floor and we "innocently" walked to our room. Once in the room and closing the door behind us, my dress was soon on the fl...oor. I stripped my husband and then sat on the bed. I took his hard cock into my mouth and started sucking on it for a short while before my husband pulled away. He lifted me to stand and turned me around, pushing me to kneel on the bed. He entered his hard cock into my wet pussy and started fucking me hard and rough. It wasn't long and he started. Paula had heard from friends who worked at the port how Roberta had collapsed as she reached the boat and been unceremoniously thrown into the hold with the cargo. She did not blame the escort for their cruelty. The people who had put her through this were not the escorting Guards, who honestly thought her a traitor, but those who had so foully blackened her reputation and robbed her of her good name, and with it all she held most precious. For Roberta prized honour above all.Paula refused to. He told me how the mere thought was so exciting it caused his loins to tingle resulting in a rather nice erection. Smiling, I visualized him all hot and bothered. How I wished I could lean forward and peek through the screen to see if, in fact, his penis was growing to the magnificent specifications he proclaimed. I hate to confess, but I was aroused by this talk. The dead give away was the utter delight that was taking place between my thighs. Being the type of woman who likes to get the most. I was sitting on the couch sipping the wine, which was chilled and quite satisfying, The living room was quite, TV was off, no grandkids screaming or running around the house. This quite was interrupted when I heard a knock at the door. Peering out between the blinds I saw it was a friend from work. I invited him in, we both walked into the living room and he sat down on the couch opposite me. Would you like a glass of wine or maybe a beer, I offered. His response was “a beer please’, which.