Wendy was sobbing now but her ankles were crossed behind his back keeping him inside her."Fuck me," she hissed into his mouth. "Fuck me Errol, fuck me...harder, deeper, feel my cunt around your fucking cock, give it all to me again, ooh sweet Jesus you dirty fucking bastard." This time he thrust forward and stayed there while she worked her hips like a belly dancer and dug her fingers into the valley of his muscular buttocks. Her lips were on his neck biting him and I saw his hands cupping her. He said ‘comfy’, but there was no way I was going to wear my sweats with him dressed like that. I went with a little black dress that I had that was actually pretty comfortable and sexy at the same time. I did my hair really quick, added on a dash of makeup, and walked back into the kitchen barefoot. He had set the table and had the spaghetti on our plates and as I walked in, he was just putting the garlic bread in a bowl, looked up, and almost dropped it. I forgot that he hadn’t seen me. More

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