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That’s very kind of you. Um, if you don’t need help with cleaning up, I’ll just file this report and then head home.” “Yes, yes! Wonderful plan. Enjoy yourself!” Glenn waited until the door shut before he let out an explosive breath. “You filthy whore,” he hissed down at Amanda. He was still clenching her head between both hands, but was now rapidly guiding it up and down the entirety of his shaft. Glenn’s fucked my wife’s throat for a short while longer, before the need for release began to surge between his legs. He pulled Amanda off his cock, stood up, and flung her over his table yet again. Before Amanda had even settled herself, Glenn was driving his cock into her pussy from behind once mommy more. “I told you I was going to fuck you on this table,” he growled. Amanda desperately tried not to moan aloud, instead whimpering as her boss speared her while smacking her rear cheeks. “Harder,” Amanda begged, barely more than a gasp. “Fuck me harder… spank me harder.” Glenn pumped his hips hard, making my wife grunt and jostling her mom on the sturdy table. He slapped her ass once, harder than the last time. “Say it again.” She repeated the words, and her boss drove into her pussy yet again and slapped her ass even harder. “What?” Glenn demanded. “I didn’t hear you.” “Fuck me harder…spank me harder…SIR.” Glenn retracted his hips and slammed his erection into my wife with so much force that the table she was bent over actually lurched forward, and she had to bite her lip to keep from screaming. For good measure, he swatted her butt several more times as he continued to fuck her. “Oh my god, desi indian you feel so hard in my pussy… sir….” Glenn lasted about 10 more seconds before he blasted his hot cum into my wife, throwing his pov head back and gasping. He grinded against her, shaking his hips in little spasmodic motions to empty every last drop into her sex. With a satisfied sigh, Glenn sank back into his chair. Amanda was too exhausted to do anything but remain where she was, laying naked over the table and barely supported by her weakened legs. She swayed her ass slowly, in a subconscious effort to soothe her stinging skin. Glenn was hypnotized by her undulating bottom, and watched as his semen oozed out of her pussy and trickled down her thighs. He reached out and touched her ass again, affectionately this time, soothingly rubbing his palm over the angry red welts. Amanda twisted her head back to look back at him and smile. There was a content look on her face as well. Glenn reached out and hooked his arms around her waist, pulling her towards him until she was sitting on his lap. “My Amanda,” he sighed, nuzzling his nose against her soft, fragrant hair. They held each other close and didn’t speak for a long time. Amanda finally stirred. Glenn reluctantly unwrapped his arms from her body as she bent down to pick up her cell phone from the floor. It would be bad for business to always have the staff, my family, being bred every hour. Her body was warm, soft, and delicate. She was now openly grinding her crotch on the chair and the wet spot on her pants was much bigger. I strolled into college, feeling a subtle change in the air. As such, until the perpetrator is found, the two of you will be confined to the house. I didn’t see a baby bump but I was sure she was pregnant. Another thrust and she gasped in pain and his cock pushed even deeper. I did nothing wrong, zip, zero, zilch. Even after he’d shot his last drop he kept his dick embedded in her ass as she frantically worked her tool in an effort to coax her unleashing. Tell me truthfully, does he have a girlfriend?” I asked. He couldn't help himself. The sounds of our moans, wet slapping noises on our sex, and faint noises indian from the screen filling up my room. "Good morning my Husband." she locked her legs around me "You may kiss the bride you know." When her phone rang, she got distracted, and her teeth touched my cock, just a small hurt. “Dude, is she okay? Not at mom her desi friends house like planned but in her fucking bed. Finally she spasms again her pussy muscles contracting hardest of all, and gushing even more cum than before. He dried his chest, his arms, and his stomach and his groin area. Seeing a totally different Maggie, he forgave her, sealing it with a quick hug. Lucy’s eyes lit up when Pete switched the Sybian on, then her face settled to a contented look. He wanted reassurance he read her right, “I did it to the car, you do it with me?” She nodded again as stress lines creased her pretty features. I did as he said, then his cock entered my mouth he was already hard, I barely even sucked before he grabbed my hair firm and began fucking my face. I hadn’t been to Balabushka’s for five years and the place looked exactly the same. Mike picked up the pace, it was one thing to accomplish taking his dick it was another for him to fuck me. I mommy was there on the bed, ass propped up, folded in half while a middle age black man uses my ass for his oversized cock, humiliated wearing pink panties, helplessly pounded into a bed while two people watch me lose my man hood. Randy was wearing a wife beater shirt with PANTERA written on it, and a pair of Wrangler jeans. She had the most beautiful glow about her and it made me realize why Jim was so pov taken by her beauty. YOU MAKE ME CUM SO HARD, SO GAWD DAMN HARD. There is a pause. I know Leah's been acting weird.