She went to her best friends wedding. He was a friend of the groom. They dined, they drank, they danced, then they fucked! Friday and Saturday night, she didn’t sleep alone (she hardly slept at all!). She came home late Sunday afternoon. She confessed as we made love Sunday night. Then we fucked hard twice more as she revealed more details of her affair with him.
Since the wedding, she’s met with him twice on different business trips. He rough fucks her for hours at a time. The last time, she had to send him away! He was keeping her up too late she almost ruined a presentation. . . .
I’m not complaining, she’s been trying to kill me with sex since he came to visit. Now the question is, do I want him to leave or not?
Yes
Two for one.
The party ended three days ago! I still don’t know where she is!
Oh hell n….. wait! Why am I hard?
I picked out the dress.
Love it when she makes plans without me. She’ll tell me about it. Later. When we are making love, she’ll drop the news my way. “Oh God that feels so good! Oh yes, oh honey, I saw Mike, last week! No, it was….. Yes! Just like that. Fuck me! Harder! No, it was at his apartment complex. OH Please, yes! Yes! Don’t stop! I’m going to cum! What? No, I was IN his apartment. YES! I’m cumming! Telling you about this is so hot! I can’t stop cumming! Well, we had lunch. Fuck! Fuck me! Harder you bastard! We had lunch then we had some fun. Yeah it was ….. what do you mean, what kind? I fed him, then I fucked him!”
Still one of the hottest photos here.