Stan was buried deep in my twat as I ground my clitoris against the base of his cock when I informed him of this afternoon's discovery. He wasn't very... surprised but was a little taken back at my request about which stories excited him the most. I squeezed my vaginal muscles as encouragement for him to tell me which were his favorites. It worked! Stan admitted that he liked the stories about slut wives. I let a low moan escape my throat as I closed in on another orgasm. I too admitted that I. He invited her out for dinner in a very public (as in busy) restaurant where he knew Natalie wouldn't embarass him oh fuck was he wrongand guess what day it was...you bet your sweet ass friday[/b] you know something Fred didn't show up alone of course he'd have his new botox infested airhead "Fiancee" Natalie was livid she vented like a mad woman for what seemed like an eternity "Fred we were together for ten god damn years and you didn't ask me once to marry you and you're with this. Donald, knowing what is needed now to bring her to the best climax, continues to spank her over and over as she thrashes and squirms and cries out in lust. It is a wonderful feeling.When she calms some, Donald slows the spanks, then stops, and rubs her ass for a few minutes. In a very hoarse voice now, Donald tells her to go and bend over the foot rail of the bed. She quickly does as told.Donald comes up behind her, spreading her legs to enjoy both the rosiness of her ass cheeks and the. She sees my eyes staring at her tits. She unzips the top in the slowest manner and inch by inch her cleavage grows as her massive tits are exposed. I would guess D’s just be seeing them, but having only slept with Bs, I am taking back at the size and my cock oozes in my pants just a little. I lick my lips and my cock comes completely undone from the band around my waist, and the bulge slaps her in the face.She pulls my joggers down. Exposing me to just my boxers. She pulls them down and my cock.