การพักผ่อนสุดหื่นของ Becky Bandini: นอกใจสามีไปกับเพื่อนของเขา

Becky Bandini’s Naughty Getaway: Cheating on Hubby with His Friend He doesn’t go mad but sets a fairly quick pace, his balls smacking against my pussy and adding to my pleasure. Their behaviour changes completely, gone are the two shy people who like each other but don’t dare to make a move, now they act like a true couple, taking every chance to kiss and caress each other, even feeding each other dessert. The train doors open and he grins at me, mischievously before sticking his face into my cleavage and ‘motorboating’ me (for those of you that don’t know it’s when someone puts their face between a woman’s breasts, and rocks their head rapidly from side to side while making a noise like a motorboat) making me giggle like a schoolgirl and giving me a brief reprieve from my sorrow. “What are best friends for?” I say, gently rubbing her arm. “I’ve got to go or I’ll be late.”

“Have fu-un.” I singsong sarcastically, a little ill tempered as he heads to the door. My squeals turn to moans, the pace steadily pushing me closer to orgasm. Regaining his senses he offers his arm to her which she gladly takes and we walk outside looking like the belles of the ball hanging off the arms of our respective tuxedo clad man until we climb into the limo (the boys being perfect Gentlemen) and it whisks us away to the most exclusive restaurant in the city. “I’m ready,” I tell him “do it.”

He starts to push forward, a little too gently making his first two attempts fail. I want her, not just sexually, I want her completely, to be her boyfriend. “it’s only 5.30.”

“It’s not as comfortable in