Stretch my pussy, my married pussy like my husband can never do and make me come, you…you a****l you.” Fred had seen some porno flicks and had oft...en imagined his wife being in one of those scenes and talking like that. Now she was doing it, through Phil. In the process, Phil was putting himself down, to Fred. Feeling really wanton now and acting like a slut, Phil raised his legs as high as he could get them and eventually they ended up over Fred's shoulders. Phil didn't even take the time to. You wouldn’t want to hurt her feelings, would you? I didn’t think so. Because we know what happens when Mistress’s feelings get hurt, don’t we? Yes, we do.“Now, baby, don’t worry. You get to come hard and sweet. No tricks, I swear. I won’t ruin it for you. I won’t even torment your cock afterwards. Just make you come like the stud muffin you are…on this dish of beautiful strawberries. Here they are. See? Oops. Sorry, you can’t see. Trust me, they’re amazing and they’ll be even more amazing. The door from the garage opened onto a landing and stairs went up to the kitchen and down into the basement. If no one was in the kitchen I would have it made. I eased open the door and peeked into the kitchen - no one there, so far so good. I was on the landing and easing the door closed behind me when a loud scream echoed through the house, "Fuck me. Oh Jesus fuck me!"It scared the hell out of me. I stood still on the landing and listened and I could make out a woman's voice, "oh god oh god. Apple jese fitting boobs or ek dam golgol gaand mera to usko dekh te hi khada ho gaya tha or upar se ek dam gori or bhara huva maal thi fir Amit bola mama kaha he to usne bataya k vo Rajkot gayehe or ek hafte bad ayenge fir bataya ki vo Rajkot me nokri karte he or sirf shanivar or ravivar hi ghar ate he. Vo bat karte karte meri taraf hi dekhti ja rahi thi. Muje kuch doubt huva k kuch gadbad he fir amit bola shalini kaha he to unhone bataya k vo tuition gayi he or sham ko vapis ayegi. Dopahar ka.