That way he could enjoy being near her without her being offended by showing anything deeper than being plain friendly to a friend of mutual friends i...n the shape of Bill and Doreen. He was certain now that Abi was a family friend rather than actually related to Bill and Doreen.He returned on the Sunday and carried on with alternative layers of shellac and abrasive coatings, before he made a start on upholstering the chair frames. He worked quickly and steadily, finishing in time to start. 'This is so hot! I hope he fills her pussy with his thick cum!' I thought to myself, watching his huge black dick fucking my wife’s pussy while frantically stroking my own cock. “I hope you’re ready cause I'm about to flood this pussy with my cum!” he taunted. “I’m begging you! Please don’t cum inside me!” she pleaded. "You can cum on my face or tits! I'll swallow I'd you want me to!" she begged. Hearing my wife beg this man not to cum inside her had me so turned on. The fact that he had. As we relaxed we talked a little. I told him a lot but not everything. Not all the names of the guys who’d fucked me but a few; I made sure he knew that I had experience and loved being fucked. I also told him that his cock was the biggest I’d been exposed to and I thought it was great – he could fuck me anytime he wanted. I told him that it would probably be a little painful at first but I’d get use to it and would love to try. That was all it took. Within half an hour I was sucking again and. The volume set at a couple notches above loud. The music drowns out all outside ambient clamor. Static-X plays for him, helping him stay awake. The long day has taken a toll on him. 9:19 shines on the clock located in the center console. Forty more miles. Jeremy sits in his truck cruising at a respectable speed of seventy-five miles per hour. With nothing to do but drive and think, he does exactly that. Every night and every day he drives fifty miles to work and another fifty miles back. Every.