Warren found Joan sitting in the kitchen drinking coffee, her hand buried deep between her thighs, as she browsed her phone. He leaned down to kiss his wife and was surprised as she reached up and pulled his lips to hers in a passionate embrace and kiss....
I came through the door from work, Joan was sitting in the kitchen, and right away, I knew something had changed. I could see the excitement and determination in my wife's face. Joan spoke with authority, "We are going out tonight. I need my body to be fu...
I woke up with my beautiful wife still in my arms. The fragrance coming from her body reminded me of what I had witnessed, as my wife got fucked again and again, by a gang of bikers, at Daytona bikers week. Joan stirred in my arms, feeling my hard cock, s...
