I wore a t-shirt that was so old you could see my tits through it, but had taken off my pants and panties. He swaggered into the kitchen and winked at me, reaching in to the fridge to grab a water bottle. xoxo,
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“You’ll learn to love it baby,” my husband said and thrust himself into her. “Ah!” I heard her cry out in pain. He stood next to the bed, casually stroking the long, fat length of his dick. “She’s ready for you baby,” I said huskily and slid out of the way. I found soaked fabric against my puffy folds uncomfortable. After helping me up, he drank some more water and then handed me the bottle to finish it off. “Was her pussy tight?” I asked him, pulling away from his mouth. I sat impatiently on the couch. My husband loved to use his mouth during sex, suckling on my tits every chance he got. He didn’t answer me so I knew he was close too and had to be barely holding on. There were several reddish purple marks on her tits and her nipples were puffy.
