Deep, inside sounds, guttural sounds; sounds she never heard before; sounds her husband couldn’t believe came from her.She tightened again on the co...nqueror inside.Eve was wet for Caesar. Wet for his pleasure; wet for his seed. Her feral desire awaited only a flood from his testicles, the fluid of Caesar, to release the tension her body held; held in expectation of his imminent release.Caesar grunted and pushed deeper into her cavity. He pressed the tip of himself against her cervix.This was the. Then I felt his hand slide over my ass and cup my pussy, I know that he could feel how wet I was. He continued to rub my pussy from behind and leaned against me whispering, "I have just what you need my pretty." As he snapped my garterbelt against my ass. I jumped when he did that and turned around.He looked at me with a devilish look and said "I get off work in 10 minutes, give me your address and I will be over to help you put these groceries away". I didn't know what to do now, I couldn't. I really enjoyed her company but as soon as we were in the car she went into her shell. I wonder why. It wasn't as though I was in any way forward."He chuckled at 'forward'. "I'm sounding like Dad," he thought. "Anyway, she certainly can be fun and she's very, very pretty. I must see if she'll come out with me rather than just commute."As usual he walked to the rugby ground the next day. The beer intake after the match totally precluded driving. He thoroughly enjoyed the game. It was hard. His cock slid balls deep into me and he started to fuck me nice and slow, pulling almost all of the way out and then jamming it back in as deep as he could go. This was just what I had been hoping for, a large cock fucking me deep in a sleazy motel room. I was enjoying watching my locked up limp clit bounce up and down every time he thrust into me. He fucked me hard and deep for about a half hour and I loved every minute of it. Then he started tensing up and I knew he was about to breed my.