“Why am I here?” ,kept running through my head as I am half naked in her bed. Just boxers on and she is beside me with bra and underwear. She is married but unhappy about the situation. I know she is being cheated on and deserves what I have to offer her, if I am allowed.
Words get thrown around in a playful manner and the intensity of our hands touching each other turn into play wrestling. She is strong, but I keep pinning her to the bed. Her smile is wide as finally we give into our urges from the physical touch. Her kisses are none I have felt ever before. She actually craved me after the attention I kept giving her in between her family and work.
She climbs on top of me, shedding me of the last of my clothing. Taking me ever so slowly, she makes sure I watch with deep satisfaction as large amount of spit slowly keeps building around the base of my cock. Pulling on my arms, she begins to really tease me more with the tongue of a harpy. I quiver and shake from her mouth and she keeps going despite my whispers of pleads.