It’s happened so many times before. They tried to make a pact to end this regular liaison but it still didn’t work. His girlfriend would be at work for the next couple of hours or so, and her boyfriend was out with a friend. They chose his house this time. As the door shut they kissed at each other with passion and desperation and flung clothes as they made their way to the bed. It made her feel guilty, but insanely turned on thinking that he had fucked his own girlfriend here last night and now it was her. He stood over her and rubbed her wet pussy while thinking of his girlfriend. His eyes moved around the room and caught a glimpse of her panties on the floor, her clothes in the closet, and her bracelets she left on the night stand. Then he looked down and could only think of making this woman feel as good as possible. He sunk his dick in and felt her body quiver with satisfaction. He immediately picked up the pace and began pounding her. Through moans and heavy breathing she told him, “he doesn’t give it to me like this”.
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