“Fuck me! Porn vedio Donna yanked the covers from the bed and lay sprawled on the sheets, face up. I tuned the garbage disposal with the wrench I had brought over and asked Donna to turn it on. “No you’re not,” I replied. Fuck me!” Donna begged. Suddenly, two very shapely legs appeared next to me. “I have wanted you for years,” she remarked. “Harold is gone for the weekend.”
“I can fix it, if you want me to,” I replied. She liked to tease and didn’t seem to care who was looking. My secret fantasies were coming true. For that I was happy. Fuck me! She smiled. I slipped under the sink and loosened the offending pipe with a pipe wrench. We kissed and cuddled like life-long lovers. She was in fantastic shape. “Sure,” I heard Becca say into the phone, “I’ll send him right over.”
I didn’t say a word. Fuck me! The towel was wrapped tightly around her and tucked securely between her breasts. Her blonde hair was wet and dripped on to her soft and tanned shoulders. Donna pressed her mound against my swollen cock. Because I was very married, I made it a point to keep my eyes, hands and fascination in check, but every now and then, something would give me a reason to pause and think, “What if?”
Donna called
