Throwing up her skirt, he smiled when he saw her gaping wet pussy, unencumbered by any sort of panties. Her tits pushed past her open blouse and pointed her hard nipples triumphantly up at the ceiling. But even after such unfair abuse, all her pussy wanted was to be ravaged one more time by her husband’s strong, thick cock. After this long, sexually-straining pause, she realized that he was no longer touching her, but she was still being held in position by ropes or ties of some kind around her knees, ankles, and waist, so that she couldn’t move any of her limbs at all. All she could think about was being rammed from behind by his rock hard cock, again and again. All she could think about was being rammed from behind by his rock hard cock, again and again. Slipping the scarf over his wife’s head, he fastened it tightly across her mouth. The touch of her hands reminded her of him, and she began to run her finger harder in and out of her pussy, getting wetter and more turned on until, clutching her breast hard, she tensed her whole body and exploded in a mind-shattering orgasm.
