His eyes alive with lust and passion as without looking he reaches and locks the door. Sex She reaches the spot where she thought she saw Him. Her cheeks are rosey and it’s quite obvious she’s just been fucked but she doesn’t care. Smiling at all the right times and people, laughing at her husband’s stupid jokes, being as polite, prim and proper as she can be. Whose passion engulfed her and who showed her pleasure can be limitless with the right person. A square column alongside the room. She turns and starts to walk a little faster, trying to confirm what she knows can’t be true. Glancing at her watch, noticing that only 2 minutes had passes she sighed with frustration. Looking around she is relieved to see that are no strangers in the room however she doesn’t see Him. Startled she turns to see Him, in the flesh. Standing around the cocktail party her husband insisted she go to despite her continued expressions of total disinterest in attending. After all, He is waiting for her. . . … His thrusting into her ass doesn’t cease as she feels another orgasm on the point of exploding inside her once again. Unable to hold it in, despite her teeth firmly pressed against her own lip she lets out a little cry.
