Amy was in a trance, looking at the contrast of skin color as he pulled at her nipples and played rather roughly with her tits. She loved every second... of the sensation, rubbing her ass on him to make sure he knew she was enjoying every second of his attention. Her husband would never have made her feel like this. Having sex with her husband wasn’t erotic, it was routine. This was living on the edge. Akil grabbed her by the hips and pulled her panties down to her thighs. He pushed her body. The tramp took off and I turned and saw Mr Pugh advancing. ‘Hi Gregory – come to get your cock up?’ ‘Really Daphne,’ he said. ‘Is there need to be so frank?’ ‘How can I be Daphne as well as Frank?’ I asked. Clutching at that straw as people around us were staring at us Gregory laughed and said it was amazing to meet a woman who could joke. The men nearby laughed and the women walked away with their noses in the air. ‘Look,’ he said. ‘I have been thinking about your comment of having saggyy. ”I felt myself getting close to ejaculating and said, “I’m a lot different than most men, and I’m just about ready to cum again. Are you on birth control, and do you want me to breed your married pussy with my big flood of cock cream?”She was thrusting and swiveling her hips aggressively as she breathlessly said, “Yes, I’m on the pill, sweetie, but even if I wasn’t, I’d want your load in my fucking womb. Do it, do it, cream my hole. Oh, oh, oh, that ‘s it, honey, I can feel your cock. I would know that it was stiff because of me, and that would make me so happy. I would see a clear bead forming on the tip of your penis and I would want to taste it. I would smell your musky scent as I got closer. I would glance up at your face through my eyelashes and see a look of seemingly intense concentration, and it would make me smile in a light, sympathetic way as I realized that you were as entranced as I, and as I looked straight into your eyes, yours would bore into mine. You would.