“Wow!” he wheezed.Sarah leaned back on the desktop and felt between her legs with a grimace. Her twat was covered with semen. Her fingers recoiled...from the sticky substance drooling out of her channel. She frowned and sighed heavily.“What’s wrong?” John asked with a smirk, “Didn’t you like it?”She met his eyes and shook her head with disgust.“Why did you cum inside me?” she asked.John snickered and shoved his withering penis back into his slacks.“What’s the point of fucking if you don’t cum?”. Now, here’s thedeal. I don’t want to fuck around on John, but, I am very wet right now,thinking of you jerking off for me while I watch. If you are freaked outor not interested, get up and leave now . I promise, we’ll never speakof it again.”You watch for my reaction, but I just sit there, openly eyeing yourample cleavage.You smile widely, “I take that as a sign you are interested too.” Youslide your chair back, “Come here, and stand in front of me.”I stand up, a bit nervously, then walk over,. When she saw me coming to her house, she came down and opened door. It was about 9.00 pm and she was in night dress. I could see pink bra and panty under transparent night dress. While giving her box containing sweet, i caressed her hand & with out any warning took her in my embrace. She objected feebly saying that we should not do this as both of us are married. But i was possessed with lust & held her in embrace and softly moved my palm on her boobs over the night dress. Suddenly i kissed on. ‘You can never let go can you?’ She thought irritably as her feet made contact with the cool wooden floor of her bedroom. ‘It’s like you take pleasure out of torturing yourself.’ And it honestly seemed true. No matter how hard or long Dante tried, she couldn’t keep the memories away. In fact, trying only seemed to emphasize her pain. Not bothering to freshen up in the bathroom of her small shabby house, Dante slugged her robe adorned body toward her bedroom door. The wooden planks creaked.
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