. I still couldn't breathe and my arms began flailing, trying to call attention to my imminent demise if not released soon. Finally Akai relented, allowing me

ue and I swirled it around so that all my taste buds could enjoy the different contours of his salty pungen

up at him and made eye contact while I held him in my mouth, gently cradling his still twitching shaft. He was literally putty in my mouth, and the slightest inadvertent movement of my tongue made him tremble in post-orgasmic spasms. I don't know what I expecte

ne moment I was leaning over his lap, his still erect phallus twitching in my mouth, and the next moment I was on my back, legs spread high in the air,

ve looked a mess -- I knew my mascara would be everywhere from all the tears I shed trying to deepthroat him. I'm sure my hair and lipstick were a mess as well. He must hav

he was just giving me time to let my mind catch up to my body. As the kiss grew in intensity, I felt his warm and sensitive tip squelching against my sodden lips, sliding back and fort

fidelity in marriage to a good husband had come down to this. Akai and I were going to have sex. Any prete

t down the length of my soft folds to my opening. He must have done it more than twenty times but I lost count as the delirium set

which hung thick in the air -- a blind deaf mute could tell how badly I wanted him in my pussy. He left his swollen glands resting at the threshold of my fidelity as I fought through my guilt, my wet labia softly clasping at the end of his penis in a perfect kis

lways the sweetest, and I swooned from the divine acquiesce to temptation as I engulfed his first few inches in my warm nectar of sin. I bore down on him, my nubile sex squelching around his hardn

m before the storm. Neither of us moved, except for his bulbous head throbbing in my clenching sex. I was so wet we could hear it, tiny little squishy so

y rod stood proudly protruding from my hungry lips that clung to him wetly. He looked like he'd been dipped in fondue, still wet from all my saliva. My breathing labored as my resolve crumbled, and my hands released his chest and slid around to grip hi

nd none of the pain. My hips bucked up to meet his full length as my fingers dug into his muscular ass and pulled

thdrew until just his tip remained between my lips and then slammed back into me. The sharp nip of pain from his head hitting my cervix let me know that he had not been all the way inside me the first time. I bit into his shoulder

n to that. By not letting me cum at the same time that he was unloading down my throat, he'd left me feeling slutty and vulnerable, and trembling in desperate need. It was

another load anytime soon. My eyes stayed glued to the pornographic scene taking place between us as his shiny shaft piston

is bulbous head abusing my cervix. Then his eyes traveled down the slightest bit, observing my lips as they trembled with every grunt that escaped them. In the next instant we were kissin