On the computer was a video of a young boy with a huge dick, fucking an older woman who was on all fours. Indian porn Josh liked my pleas and commanded, “Beg me.”
“Please, please, fuck me,” I said. He forced my bra up over my tits. His tongue felt amazing, but I wanted him inside me. Our next step was McDonald’s. He pulled down his trousers and pants and while I reached for my phone, he knelt down behind me. Reaching for the door handle, I stormed inside. It was then my husband clocked the boy. “She told me you had sex with a boy—”
“That’s not true,” I snapped. Unfortunately, the excitement of his first fuck was too much. He fucked me way into the night, up against the wall, bent over the bed, and every other way he could think of. “Maybe, we could find a boy for you over here.”
I looked at him open mouthed. It was frightening and completely insane. I was completely contented and lay on Josh’s chest. Having just cum in my mouth, Josh fucked me for ten possibly fifteen magical minutes. “Great, then let’s start today!”
My husband told me to dress tartly and picked from my wardrobe a miniskirt and thong.
