But, this time I’m more prepared, not caught off guard. My vision finally focuses and I see Rafael holding my legs up as he thrusts his iron rod of a cock into my tight and tender pussy. I’ll take you home and we can forget this ever happened.”
“No, Steven. “Perfect. Finally, Alena’s sweater is shrugged off and tossed to the side. I spy Steven at the edge of my vision. As I’m gasping for breath, his hands are on the back of my head, and the flaring tip of his cock slides past my lips and into my mouth. I force myself to move, one step at a time until I’m back in the living room and on the couch. He has a fistful of my veil and his wrist presses against his wife’s jeweled tiara as he drives his rigid cock into my throat. A little bit of patience breeds greater reward. No, Jacob will never know of this. Her bikini top is scandalously skimpy and shimmers with a purple-green iridescence. So, why bother? I know Jacob would enjoy the feeling of my throat, but he can’t stand to see me in discomfort. Our knees are only inches apart.
