My other hand squeezed his cock at the base. I wanked him a little as I sucked on the top of his cock. I took just the top of it in my mouth and sucke... on it as I pumped the rest with my fist. I looked up at him. “Cover my fucking face…” I urged him, as I wanked his cock with long fisting strokes. “Come on you fucker…cover my fucking face!” I heard Brigitte behind me utter a sultry cry of, “Oh! Fuck…” as she watched the events unfold before her. I sucked down on Steve’s cock and moved my head. Through all the stretches, and various bent positions, she got hornier. Her husband's muscular arms handled her perfectly. Just like they always did. But then, she started to hate him. He took her to the elliptical machines, stationery bicycle, the exercise ball. There, she saw him eyeballing her honeycomb hideout's camel toe as she lay on the ball with her knees bent, her hands placed behind her head, elbows out and lifted upward for a crunch. Sweaty and winded 90 minutes later, she realized. More

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