She felt a sudden sense of disgust mixing in with
her overpowering lust. You told me
yourself your husband would like you to try it.”
“No!” Charlotte wailed, remembering that conversation only
too clearly now. Sex Khan, used to the attention of women, lay docile, his hips
moving subtly, whimpering with pleasure. “You ready?”
George nodded that he was ready. She nodded her approval before she could change her
mind. Aghhhh! “I see you’re shocked,” Felicia purred, an expression of
delight and excitement in her eyes. She stiffened her arms as
the brute-force of Khan’s horrendous jabs almost knocked her off
balance. It set her own
orgasm into motion. “You better
not try to hide under that bed. She jerked
her body on his back and tiny shock waves exploded at the base of
her skull as she sought to cum without him fucking her. ‘You’re my guest and it’s my duty to see that you’re made happy.”
“My husband, my husband will miss me … “His tongue is almost as deep in my pussy as
his cock when he fucks me.” She bit her husband’s inner thigh
flesh with playful nips. Felicia went into a violent rage. George twisted in the chair, his prick ready to burst. Lotty! Slowly, they both sank to the floor, their fiery bodies
burning up on the inside, their passion fire melting them on the
deep-piled carpet.
