So once we decided to get serious about our relationship, I began doing what I could to help her keep that voracious pussy happy. Happy pussy, happy g...irl; happy girl, happy guy! I knew I didn't want her to go looking for other cocks to keep her satisfied, so I decided to get her a fake one - one that I wouldn't have to compete with and wonder what else she might be bringing home with her! Well one dildo led to another and yet another - all in a futile attempt to keep that insatiable pussy fed.. The heat was amazing. She clasped and squeezed my cock with her vagina as I paused at the bottom. I then pulled out slowly the entire length of my cock. I paused at the opening and looked into her eyes. She exhaled a long breath. Her eyes were glassed over. I plunged my cock into her with a sudden thrust that caused her to gasp and moan with pleasure.My movements were quick and hard. I pounded her pussy with abandon. The speed of the thrusts increased with each stroke. I had her to an orgasm in. Where we lived in eastern South Dakota the local lake situated on the town limits has a spillway to divert spring floodwaters and a highway bridge over and spanning it. When the ice melts in late March or occasionally early April the volume of water that goes over creates a maelstrom below and certain death if anyone ever fell in with the heavy blocks of ice and uprooted young trees carried in the surprisingly strong currents. But by May the waters recede and by early June the small weir below. She looks up and in the mirror she sees me stroking my meat watching her and on the phone. I look away and try to listen to what my wife is saying. "Are you listening Steve? " Angelica is walking towards the kitchen. A lot of tanned cleavage is on display a nipple pokes out. Her maid outfit is dishevelled and tight hugging her curvaceous figure. The long brown legs in the heels my wife insists she wears enhance her butt and calves."Yes" Angelica stands in front of me smiling as she reaches out.