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His hot breath on my ear as he leaned in behind me and whispered “you want to come back to my place?”. One thumb rubbed on my clit and the other my left nipple as his mouth found my right nipple. Beeg Tell me what’s wrong!”
I was crying harder and shaking my head “no”. I chain smoked my way to sunrise, until my husband came looking for me. We unceremoniously cleaned ourselves, got dressed, he gave me his number, kissed me goodbye, and then walked me out. In one thrust his hard rod slid deep inside my soaking wet pussy. Finally I walked out of the bar into the cool night air, just what I was getting myself into I wasn’t sure. When I couldn’t get ahold of you I tried your friends and they said you had left well before them…. I chain smoked my way to sunrise, until my husband came looking for me. He stayed on top of me for a few moments catching his breath. Instead I sat in the rocking chair on the front porch. Without thinking further I said “sure”. He pushed the head in without much effort. He took a deep breath, pausing and preparing himself for his next question. That night was a turning point for me. He rolled me over until I was pinned between him and the couch. By the time I reached my house I felt beyond sick. What he did next surprised me. “Please tell me!” I could tell he was trying to stay calm.