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She touched my dick over my pant and started massaging it.Then, she took my pants off and started licking my dick like an ice cream cone. I was really hard by then. She kept sucking for 5-10 minutes. Then, I took off her petticoat and removed her black panty.I moved down and kissed her navel, she literally shivered with a moan.She was already wet by then with her juices flowing out of her pussy. I moved down to her pussy and licked her pussy for a while as she kept pushing my head into her pussy. After a while, She told me to insert my dick in her pussy. She was really hungry for my dick now. And I was teasing her by rubbing my cock on her pussy lips.She was pleading me to put it inside her pussy and fuck her hard. So I obliged and pushed my dick inside her in one stroke as she screamed in excitement. Let me tell you she was really tight as her husband didn’t fuck her for so long. She complimented me that I have a really big and fat dick. Then, I started pumping her wet pussy slowly. She couldn’t help herself from trembling in response.Reaching back into the drawer, he pulled out a red ball gag with a black leather strap. She willingly took the ball into her mouth as he buckled the strap around the back of her head.He stepped back, admiring the view. “Ha! Perhaps I should just leave you like that for awhile?” Then he looked at his watch again, “Alas, time is pressing, and I must take my pleasure now.”That said, he positioned himself over her, sliding his penis deep inside her in a single, smooth thrust.“Of course I’m soaking wet,” she thought to herself, somewhat chagrined. “I’m always wet around him.”The ball gag filled her mouth. She tried to relax her jaws, so her muscles wouldn’t ache afterward from being forced open. While there was something inarguably submissive about being gagged, it still wasn’t her favorite bondage accessory. Remembering Serena’s advice, she tried to pull back her lips, exposing her teeth clamped onto the ball. Serena had told her that.
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Erica, breathless and lacking the strength to hold my slippery body, waved me to the door. I grabbed a towel on the way.Leanne came in shaking her head. “I told you that you wouldn’t have enough time.”I knew she would be upset but that didn’t stop me from noticing what she wore. She had on a long autumn green button-up sweater that fell to the middle of her thighs. She might have been wearing a skirt under it, but the only way I would find out was to lift the sweater to check and she wasn’t in the mindset to go for that. The middle of the sweater was cinched with a wide belt and her breasts made the sweater bulge above the belt almost obscenely. She wore black leggings, probably for warmth, and a pair of knee-high fuzzy boots. She didn’t have a coat, so I was sure she was plenty warm.Erica came out with towels wrapped around her head and torso. “It’s not his fault.”“You knew I was coming this morning,” Leanne said, looking at Erica. “What made you think it was a good idea?”Erica.

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