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Spiraling Downward (Tyr & aprilmay1965)

April finished up in the kitchen and went upstairs, cleaning up she changed into her satin sleep shorts and a speghetti strap chami top, both a light lavendar. She grabbed a cosmo magazine, thinking she could use a drink,s he cursed her husband for being such a prude and having no alcohol in the house.

She went down to the family room where doug was playing his games, sitting in the chair she read her magazine, her legs curled under her. She thought about how her son was going to graduate this year and how her other son was getting closer. How if anyone knew what she had done, she woudl be divorced and shunned by their friends who were so correct and moral.

She read absently wishing she could get release from a big hard cock as she looked through the magazine. Glancing up at her handsome sone playing the videos as she read. Her legs absently opening and closing as she sat curled on the chair, her heels against her round mature ass. The shorts opened and closed. Her eyes growing sleepy. She wondered wehre her husband was, it was later than usual, she was about ready for bed, figuing he wouldn't be up for sex as usual and she was growing tired.
 
Doug was playing the latest game on his console, so he missed his mother slipping into the room. It wasn’t till his character got killed in some horrible death that he briefly put down the controller and by accident turned and realized that his mom had been sitting and reading. So when he abruptly turned he got a view he didn’t expect, when he saw up the opening in her shorts. His mother had nodded off to sleep probably waiting for his dad to return, but in the interim given him a wonderful view of several things he shouldn’t be looking at. Still Doug couldn’t help himself, as he stared at his mother in her sexy lavender outfit. Her nipples clearly visible as they poked against the thin material of her chami top, they just looked so hot to Doug, his mom’s nipple so much larger than the girl’s he usually played with. Doug wanted to reach out and touch them, or even better play with them, and the thought was running around his mind as the front door opened and closed abruptly.

Doug who was sporting a hardness in his pants, quickly turned back to his game to hide his arousal, while he admonished himself for his stupidity. He could already hear his dad’s approaching footsteps, so he wasn’t surprised when his dad called out.

Doug, are you in the family room. There you are, you shouldn’t be playing video games on a school night. Where’s your mother?

On the couch dad.

Oh …

Pete hesitated because he saw his wife’s attire and where she had fallen asleep and of course it only renewed his displeasure with her recent choices. The outfit she was in, was really only appropriate for their marital bed, and not just casual sitting around the home, what would the boys think to see their mother attired in such inappropriate clothing. The only thing that kept Pete from making an immediate scene, was his first born son was in the same room, and obviously unaware of his mother’s poor choices. So he leaned down and woke her.

Darling, wake up, it's time to go to bed.

Doug didn’t turn around or move, he didn’t dare, or they might see his condition, though he wanted to, just so he could see more of this mother. So instead, Doug played his game and tried ignore what was going on behind him.
 
Waking with a start, April looked up, she looked around, slowly getting up. "hmm... ok? .. what time is it" she said as she stumbled toward the bedroom. "how was work?" she said automatically, not that she really cared anymore.

April walked to her room, climbing into her bed she smiled at her husband, her body still feeling horny and he was the only one around she could get help from taking care of it. "you tired?" she asked softly as he undressed. "I could stay awake for awhile if your interested" this was always their way, never actually speaking of sex, just subtle enuendos that each new of .

April was to spend another night disappointed as her husband turned her down adn lectured her once again. She quickly lost interest adn turned on her side, closing her eyes as she feigned sleep. She blinked away the tears as she went to sleep. Finally falling asleep hours later only to wake late the next morning, having to try to get ready finding her husband and sons already awake and eating cereal for breakfast, she knew this would displease her husband even more.

"honey, can you take the kids to school, I'm sorry, I guess I've been tired lately" she knew he would do it, but he wasn't happy. She went up adn climbed in the shower to avoid a scene. She dressed for the day, slipping on a pair of white lycra capris that hugged her curves and were stretchy material that left little for the imagination and put on a pink sports bra putting her nike no-show socks and a pair of pink and white nikes on she slipped her Ipod into her top and put in her earbuds and went for a run, realizing she'd need another shower, but knowing the first one was just an excuse to avoid her husband.
 
Pete knew his wife wanted to have sex, and if that was her way of making up for her poor decisions and inappropriate attire, he was not going to go for it. He explained it once again, and she obviously went to bed upset, the next morning was a continuation. Pete was upset that again his wife wasn’t up and participating in her wifely duties, but rather sleeping and being generally irresponsible. He wasn’t sure what had gotten into her or what midlife crisis she was having, but she need to get herself under control. So when she came down in that outfit, he wanted to verbally chastise her again, but the boys were there and as it was an inappropriate type of conversation to have around them, especially at their age, Pete just tilted his head down and ate.

The boys both sensed tension between their mom and dad, but Doug gave a small smirk as he admired his mother’s attire. Pete agreed grudgingly to take the boys to school, while they both ate. So it wasn’t long till April was out the door for her run, and Pete was out the door with the boys.

Pete had another long day at work, as they were trying to close the quarter books, but the problems with April really bothered him. He’d always been a pretty rigid person given his upbringing and beliefs, and April a bit more of wild girl; still she’d made the changes and shown herself to be a good mother and responsible adult. Yes, she’d come from one of those white trash type homes, and the outfit she’d chosen hit a nerve for Pete, but he realized in the end they had to get by their difference if for no other reason than for the boys. Maybe he’d call her at lunch and see if he could make amends, and try to keep this from spiraling out of control.

The boys were soon dropped off at school and Pete at work. However across town, was Mike and he was having an urge to again see that sexy older woman, he had some fun with a few days before. So he picked up his cell phone and gave her a ring, but he got nothing but the answering machine, he decided not to leave a message. Instead he decided to take a ride and make a stop or two on the way to suburbs. It was getting closer to lunch when he finished with his stops and tried his cell phone again to reach her, the phone picked up and he heard her say ‘Hello’.

Hey babe, it’s Mike. Are you home alone?
 
April was breathing heavy and her body glistened with sweat as she got home. She heard her cell in the kitchen and went in and picked it up. "hello?"

April felt her whole body tingle as she heard Mike's voice, she had said she wasn't going to get with him again, but her desire and need was anything but conducive to her denying him, not that she had ever been able to since she met him some weeks ago.

"Yes, I'm home alone, uhm.. are you stopping by?" she said as she felt her heart race. She knew she had the house to herself the whole day and thought she could really use some time with the strong biker.

"I just got back from a run, I've gotta shower, how soon will you be here? she said softly into the phone as she set up her "date" with the young biker.
 
Mike smiled because she wasn't resisting his intrusion into her personal space, but just the timing of it. If she was going to have any second thoughts about what they had done, this was the time for the litany of excuses why she couldn’t see him, but none of that occurred.

Yeah, I was in the area, so I should be there is a few.

Mike may have stated the obvious that there really was no reason for her to shower, as he had every intention of getting her all sweaty and messy, but he knew girls were funny about that kind of thing.

Did you miss me baby?

The comment was rhetoric in a way, because she’d already asking how soon he would be there. What he didn’t tell her was had no intention of taking her someplace, and in fact liked the idea of taking her in her very own home. Some secret rendezvous in a hotel, might be thrilling to some, but Mike liked the idea of consummating her infidelity in her very own marital bed. What proved it more than some slut giving of her body in the exact same spot that she did it for her husband? Mike felt it demonstrated his superior virility and ownership of the woman, because in the end he not only soiled her, but also did so in the most sacrosanct of places. In the end Mike’s competitive nature and need for dominance was clear.

In a short while, Mike pulled up, parked his bike in the driveway. Though out of place, Mike didn’t seem in the least concerned as he dismounted the bike, and casually walked up to the door and rang it, his attire the conventional leathers, with a vest and short sleeve shirt.
 
April told Mike to come in if he got there before she was out of the shower. She left the front door unlocked, knowing no one would be home till later that afternoon, they would have all morning, which with mike it was possible it would take that long.

April had healed up quite a bit from her time at the party wtih him. She was desperate for release after four days without a man to help her. She scurried upstairs and hopped in the shower, she showered her body quickly as she didn't now how long it would take him to get there. Shaving herself completely, getting ready she knew she would be thoroughly fucked by the time the younger biker was done with her.

She finished her shower and went into her master bedroom, pulling out a pair of thigh high fishnet stockings, she slipped them on and slipped into a pair of high heels, Smiling how her legs looked in the heels, she turned with a start when she heard someone clear their throat, not having heard him come in, she could see him looking her up and down. Smiling, "well, are you just going to stand there?" she asked casually as he grinned, his heavy boots making little time as they strode heavily across her bedroom floor to her near naked body.
 
Mike knocked and no one answered, so he just stepped into the house after waiting a moment, knowing from her comment that she was probably in the shower. Shutting the door behind him, Mike visually perused the room, seeing all the accoutrements of domesticity. There were pictures of the perfect family in various events and activities, achievement awards, and the doodads that commonly adorned your average family's walls. Mike stepped over to a wall that had a family picture and saw April standing with two younger men, who were obviously her boys, and another rather demure man, which was in all likelihood her husband. He smiles, if they only knew what she was really like, they’d probably all be totally shocked. Grinning Mike turns as he hears something, and follows the sound, till he steps into a large bedroom, in which stood April starting to dress, his eyes travel up and down her barely clothed body, the curves of which were very visual appealing. She of course makes an inviting statement, and he responds in kind.

I might just stand here with this view. Though I do like a sexy dressed woman, of course you didn’t have to get all dressed up on my account.

Mike chuckles as he steps forward to close the space between them. Confidently his long thick arms reach out and pull her close, pressing her softness against his young broad chest. The arms taking hold of her, as if she was his to do with as he pleased, one hand sliding up her backside and cupping the back on her head, the other sliding down and grabbing her ass. Mike pulls her in for a lust filled kiss. As he’d done since meeting her, he’d just taken control of the situation and her, never asking permission.
 
April melted into his arms as he kissed her. Her body small and soft in his rough strong grip, she let her hands slide down as she unzipped his pants. Moaning as she worked his long thick shaft out of his pants. She was so desperate for release. She was in no condition to request or wait, she desperately wanted him inside her. She needed to find release.

She was sure Mike recognized the desperation as she moved against him, her body grinding against him, nearly nude as she felt her body tremble in anticipation of the huge shaft inside her. She worked his pant's lower as she alternated hands stroking him while the other one pushed his jeans lower.

"God, I need Fucked" she said desperately as she looked up at Mike's eyes. Hearing him chuckle at her desperation. She knew he would take her hard and rough and that she would be satisfied when she was done. "please, I need it so bad, I neeed you" she maoned, her words no longer the demure woman he had met a couple of weeks ago.

She felt her body pushed back on the bed as Mike kicked off his boots and jeans, he stood there with his long thick shaft jutting out looking menacing. She knew he was in control and she would do anything he wanted. She could see him looking her up and down, hesitating making her wait, she could tell he was contemplating as she begged for his manhood, a slut for him to use anyway he desired. The possibilities of what she would do were endless.

Aprl lie back, spreading her legs lewdly with her knees up, her wet gllistening pink pussy exposed as she offered her married body to the younger man.
 
The older woman could have expressed her concerns about Mike being in her home, or her emotional needs and how Mike could fulfill them, both of which Mike didn’t care about in the least. So her immediate hunger for more cock was exactly what Mike wanted and needed, he really wasn’t the type of guy that wanted or cared to discuss feelings, the only thing he wanted to was feel was his cock buried in her, and he really didn’t care where, and in fact hoped to do them all, if time allowed.

Sure baby, and I need you too.

Mike smiled as the mature woman, worked his dick out from his pants, the thick slab of fuck meat, already starting to grow under the woman’s attentive hands. While she played with his tool, his hand gropes her ass, pawing it under his large rough fingers. Only to let her escape as she climbed on to the bed and spread her legs like some pornographic magazine slut. Mike stated to remove his clothing as she opened wide for him, her legs still encased in fish net stocking and her feet wearing those sexy high heals. Mike smiled; in someway some clothing was even sexier than none at all. Of course none of her attire in the least covered up what he cared about.

While Mike removed his clothing he looked around the room, saw the pictures on the nightstand of husband and wife in their wedding attire, which brought a smile to his face, because he was obviously more of a man than the guy in the picture, or the guy’s wife wouldn’t have her legs spread wide waiting for his cock. The clothes discards, he moves to the bed, Mike's large hands grab her legs and not only pushes them back towards her, but spreads them even wider, as he lays down between her legs. Her wet sex now totally open and exposed to him.

I think I’m going to eat some of that sexy pussy of yours.

Mike kisses the inside of her legs as his head makes its way ever closer to her heat. The closer he got the more he could smell her arousal, which caused him to lick his lips. Soon enough he was lapping at her pussy with his tongue, its tip tracing the along the soft folds of flesh, the taste of her sex starting to fill his mouth. Plus Mike didn’t want her to need cock; he wanted her to desperately crave cock. What he wanted was a mature slut in desperate need of satisfaction, because Mike knew that would be a great fuck!
 
APril climbed on the bed, opening her legs as her young lover stripped, her pussy shaved and pink and wet, filled with desire. She was breathing harder already. She wanted to moan and gasped as he moved over her. Her legs in his rough hands, his heavy shaft swaying as he gripped her ankles, spreading her legs wide and pushing them forward, pinning her to the bed.

APril felt his thick tongue working lower as he moved his mouth over her womanhood. She gasped and moaned, her hips grinding as he moved over her. HIs heavy swaying shaft ready as his tongue licked her on her marriage bed. Her hips were grinding the air as she pressed her pussy to his tongue. "oh god, I need you" she moaned as she spread wide for her, ready to let him take her, doing anything he wanted.

Her head spinning, her heart pounding as she worked her pussy to his mouth. wanting him more than anything she could remember.
 
Mike enjoyed the taste and texture of the older woman’s pussy as he ate her out. The tongue teased the edges, before it sunk itself deep into the soft wet folds of her pussy. That she was splayed open before him, like some cheap whore, only made the dampness growing on his face, that much better. She was already saying she needed him, and he knew before he was done, that her need would only grow worse, especially if he had anything to do with it. So Mike’s tongue delved in her hot snatch, lapping at the juices seeping from it. Her clit gets special attention as his tongue teases it by circling it, then wrestling with it.

Doug had decided to come home for lunch, and to skip his next class, his friend best friend Tyrone driving him home. Something about the way his mother had been acting of late was bothering him. He hadn’t said anything to Tyrone just because it was his mother, though they they’d always talked about everything, especially when it came to girls. Fuck it was Tyrone that introduced him to his first slut, and of all things it was his older sister. Tyrone told him at the time that his older sister owed him for keeping his mouth shut about her extracurricular activities, and so she agreed to show the virgin Doug a good time. Later after she discovered Doug’s ample equipment and eagerness, it just became a convenient booty call for both. Plus Tyrone didn’t care as they basically told each other about all their fun with the opposite sex, especially when it involved sex. So even as Mike was working April sopping wet pussy with his tongue, her son was already on the way home.

Mike's large rough hands firmly held April’s legs apart as he skillfully applied his tongue to her eager slit. The hot breath of his rhythmic breathing caressed her wetness, as his tongue fervently played with her pussy and clit. The aroma of her arousal filling his nostril when he inhaled, a large smirk on his face as he purposely worked her into a frenzy.
 
April was screaming and begging for the young bikers huge cock as he teased her with his tongue, drivingher wild as she bounced and ground against him on her marriage bed.

She was crying out, feeling him working her pussy so good,making her so wet, she was ready for him, wanting him, willing to do anything. "OH god MIKE... FUCKKK MEEEEE" she screamed, her loud cries keeping him going as he chuckled.

her body a mass of sexual energy as she desired him, wanting him inside her desperately.
 
The sounds emanating from the older woman were exactly what Mike wanted to hear. The more she begged, the more desperate she got, the hotter it was for him as he worked her into a sexual frenzy. Her screams and whimpers were so arousing and satisfying for Mike, because he knew she was going to be an exceptionally good fuck today. Just as he was pulling his face from between her legs, the cell phone on the nightstand rang. Mike face and chin were dripping in her juices as he looks at the phone and smiles. Reaching over he grabs the phone, and hands it to her.

Answer it, or I won’t fuck you!

Mike said as he kneels between her splayed legs, his long thick tool pointing at her. Holding his massive man meat, he teases her pussy, rubbing the large bulging head of his cock against her wet slit. The phone id showed that the call was from her husband. As soon as she opened the phone, she would hear her husband’s voice.

Hi honey it’s me Pete. I just had to call, it’s my lunch break, and I needed to get this off my chest. I know we have been having our problems, but we need to talk.

Mike can hear some of the conversation, and he smirks at April, as he continues to play with her pussy. Just the thought he could fuck a man’s wife while husband was on the phone, had Mike getting even harder. The only thing better would be having some guy sitting there while he fucked his woman.
 
April feels Mikes big head teasing her wet pussy as she answers the phone. Sighing as she tries to control her breathing, her body is so aroused. She can feel him teasing her as he grins down at her, enjoying the discomfort he knows she must feel trying to maintain enough composure to talk to her husband as he is naked and preparing to take her.

""I.. ahh.. I know, but this isn't a good time, I.. just carried some laundry upstairs, I'm sorta out of breath" she gasps. feeling Mike's big thick head pushing into her wet pussy. She winces, listening as her husband talks on the phone. Her pussy stretching. She bites her lip, her face turning red as she tries to maintian composure.

"I.. we could talk.. AHHHHH.. tonight" she says gasping as the thick head pops into her pussy. "I..I know".. she feels Mike start moving as her husband begins to lecture her again she just tries to maintain her composure and not cry out as she answers "yes" every so often as he talks, her pussy getting stretched again.
 
Mike began to push his massive length into the slut’s pussy, watching as the veined monster began to pierce her womanhood, stretching her as he packed her full of his cock meat. Smiling he kept pushing, till he was buried to the hilt in her pussy, his hands continuing to keep her legs splayed and pushed up against her. He kept a distance between them so she could watch as he violated her married pussy, committing infidelity while even talking to her husband. Pete on the other end of the phone not having a clue was happening to his wife.

Honey, we have to talk. We can’t keep pushing this off, and ignoring that something is wrong.

Pete had gotten his courage up and he wasn’t going to let her slip away by giving some lame excuse about laundry. She needed to face his concerns and be responsible for her action, it was just that simple.

His large balls nestle in the crack of her ass as Mike leans down and kisses April helping muffle her as he slowly draws his cock out of her wet pussy, making ready to drive it back in. He didn’t want her to hang up; he wanted to draw this out for as long as possible. Such a sweat experience it was to have a woman, especially while she talked to her beloved mate. The pulsing length of manhood filled her as he pushed it back in watching as she dealt with situation.

It’s always not a good time honey, but you have to come to term with this. You aren't that young girl anymore and you just can’t go around wearing those kinds of clothes. Do know what kind of men that would attract? What they think or do to a woman dressed like you have been?
 
As April's husband talked in her ear, her pussy was being stretched wide again, her eyes wide, she felt her mouth covered as her moans were muffled as mike kissed her as he drove his massive length deep into her womb, taking her hot pussy as her husband lectured her. She felt him pumping into her, mike could hear her husband ranting about her dress and how she acted.

Aprils legs were held wide in mikes hands, he pushed them to the point they could stretch no wider, her inner thigh muscles strained, as he pumped into her. April had been so aroused and ready but now with her husband lecturing her in her ear, she was having a hard time reaching orgams as Mike pumped away, enjoying the pleasure her pussy gave him, and the sense of superiority knowing this mans wife would give herself to him anyway he wanted.

April was holding her gasps as her pussy was pumped over nad over. Giving an Umhmm" ever so often as her husband talked, believing she was agreeing with him, having no idea his wife was letting anyone who wanted take her, and giving herself to Mike anytime or anyway he desired. His demure conservative wife suddenly becoming the biggest slut around.
 
Mike muffled his own chuckle because he could see her struggling not to reveal the situation to her husband as her body willing and eagerly wanted more of his big young cock. After each thrust Mike’s ass slowly pulled back, drawing the slick thick cock from her pussy, its surface coated in her arousal. There it would stop, for just a moment, so the mature slut could see it, before he pushed it back into her tightness. While Mike began to fuck April, Pete continued his diatribe.

Just look at that tattoo you got, do you know what people call those? ‘Tramp Stamps’, that’s what. Do you know what it tells certain kind of men, that you are easy, that you like to put out.

Pete took no blame or responsibility; he just continued to berate her behavior and choices. Over and over again he made clear that she was failing as a good wife, and that she needed to rethink these changes, and be a respectable woman. Mike couldn’t hear it all, but enough as the little wimp of a husband tried to convince his good church going wife to obey. Of course that was the same woman that her pussy stuff full of a young biker's cock. Mike leans in and whispers to her other ear.

Just tell him the truth slut, tell him how much you really need to get fucked. How much you want cock.

Mike was enjoying the game, and the power struggle it represented, and as he had little stake in the matter, he didn’t mind pushing it. While he whispered to her he started to drive his cock a little harder and faster into her dripping pussy, not enough to make any real sound, but enough that she would feel it.
 
April was in turmoil, she was so aroused and full of desire she couldn't resist letting Mike take her, but her husbands constant lecturing was keeping her distracted from achieving the orgasm she desperately desired.

Her face was grimaced and in turmoil as Mike thrust viciously into her, making sure she felt him slam into her womb with each thrust, almost making her cry out. Her husband was going on and on in her ear, his idea of "talking" was him telling her what to do. Mike was pounding with more vicious thrusts as he pounded deep, stretching her pussy as he made her feel him in her, making sure she was aware of him fucking her as she was on the phone with her husband.

April felt her head spinning, she was filled with the sounds of her husbands voice and her heart pounding, Mike breathing heavier over her, his massive tool thrusting into her as he grinned at what he was putting her through. She was unaware of any other noises in the house as she was taken faster and harder, just wishing she had the courage to hang up on her husband and enjoy the thick shaft pounding deep inside her.
 
Tyrone pulled up to the curb to dump Doug off, both of them noticing the strange motorcycle parked in the driveway. Tyrone made a comment about the chopper as Doug hopped out. Tyrone was off to see his friend with benefits, while Doug grabbed lunch, Tyrone promising to come back to pick Doug up so they could both be back to school, before they got into trouble. Mike and April were so busy and preoccupied that neither could have noticed the soft sound of the front door opening and closing.

Grabbing an ankle in each of his large hands, Mike continued to thrust in and out of the mature slut’s wet pussy. He held her legs wide as he pumped her dripping wet hole with his massive length. The rhythm he set was meant to drag it out, as he set to a slow even almost torturous pace. That she was struggling and straining to control herself or to yell out only made the situation for Mike that much better. The very man she had promised to love and cherish, to be faithful to, was now an impediment to very sexual fulfillment. Mike knew it and was relishing her discomfort as he applied his thickness to her.

Doug was a little concerned he didn’t know anyone with that kind of motorcycle and had no idea what it was doing in his driveway. So he quietly began to look around the house, thinking that there might be a robbery underway. No one was downstairs, so he began to very softly sneak up the stairs, because he thought he heard something.

Pete was displeased because April seemed to be just listening and not saying a thing. Yes she was wrong, but she needed to admit it so they could move on and rebuild their loving caring relationship. Even with all the problems she was a loyal and faithful companion that was a good mother to their sons. So Pete wanted to fix the problem.

Honey, we need to talk, we need to share out problems. Whatever you are going though, I want you to know I’m here for you.
 
"oh god" april moaned out, her pussy stretched as Mike grew closer to shooting into her. She was in turmoil and at the moment hated her husband for ruining her chance for release. "I'm sorry, honey, I'll try to do betterrrrraa" she groaned out, hoping it didn't sound like she was getting pounded.

Unaware of what was going on, her body was in turmoil, her mind was reeling, she was having trouble trying to deal with everything she had going on, and her body seemed to have it's own agenda as she responded to Mike's thrust.

April's ankles were in Mike's strong hands, he had her spread so wide, her inner thighs were burning, she was stretched open, allowing his hard shaft to penetrate deep into her womb. His heavy balls resting against her recently devirginized ass.
Her pussy was milking him, her body trembled as she tried to reach desire while still talking to her husband.

Mike was chuckling and smilng as he watched her take him, knowing she was giving herself to him in the most forbidden way, on her marriage bed, while talking to her husband.

April's big breasts were bouncing, she could see Mike's face changing, she could feel his shaft throbbing, she knew he was close. Another denial of orgasm was devestating to her now hypersexual body. She looked at him despreately as he pushed deep inside her with hard vicious thrusts making her grimace.
 
Pete thought April’s response of mentioning God was odd. The way she was breathing into the phone sounded like she was straining, or having some problem. Was she taking what he was saying that hard? Had he finally gotten through to her? Then she stopped mid sentence and groaned out?

What is going on honey? What is wrong? Are you okay?

Pete’s mind couldn’t quite grasp or come up with a reasonable explanation for his wife’s inconsistent and odd behavior, before or on this phone call. On the other side of the call Mike could hear the growing distress of the husband as he tried to understand what he was hearing. Did the husband have any clue that his wife’s heavy breathing and moaning was her getting off on another man’s cock; a younger well-hung stud was fucking his beloved.

So Mike felt the pressure in his big balls build as he buried his rock hard cock into the older married woman’s pussy. What would she do, or say, as she lay there betraying every word of her marital vow. Mike began to increase the pace, the soft sound of their bodies coming together as he began to fuck her with greater zeal.

Doug climbed the stairs, not sure what was going on, he decided to play it safe. He took out his cell phone, turned on the camera and set it to stream, so that if he were to run into someone, he'd have a record and it would be stored off of his phone. Holding the phone out he slowly advanced, walking very softly, the strange sounds coming from his parent’s bedroom. It sounded like his mother, but she was speaking weird. Plus if she were alone or something, he wanted to spy on her, it was a weird thought, but he did. There was something about her that was causing him to have very inappropriate thoughts.
 
April lie there, her pussy stretched wide, her legs spread lewdly as she felt the young man slam into her, his thick shaft rigid and hard, three times bigger than the whimp she was currently listening too, she was becoming angry, not so much because of his lecturing, but because he couldn't satisfy her, and the one man that she knew could, was there ready too and she was having a hard time getting there with his whining on the phone.

"yes, everything is fine, I told you I would try, now, if there isn't anything else I need to attend to my Wifely duties and do the laundry" she said sarcastically getting more angry, hearing the silence on the other end she knew he was done now, she knew he'd be lecturing her more later and it irritated her.

Her hips ground against the thick shaft pumping into her. Her body was so full of desire. She gripped the bed as Mike pushed harder, "good bye, I'll see you tonight" she said quickly as she hung up , not waiting for a reply, She hoped to still gain release before Mike was done with her. She gasped, hanging up the phone, as she pushed her breasts together, her thumbs teasing her pink hard nipples. as she closed her eyes, arching her back. Hoping to get release, as she felt mike pumping into her faster. She knew she didn't have much time.
 
Mike watched as April tried to deal with both her husband call and his cock buried in her pussy. He was pretty sure what and who would win out, and so he wasn’t surprised when she discarded the phone and husband so she could get her slutty pussy properly stuffed. The phone was tossed to the side as she obviously turned not to her husband but to the younger biker for satisfaction. Laughing Mike gave her a nice hard thrust to reward her for her choice.

Pete stood in his office his mouth agape and in shock, because April had hung up on him. She wasn’t even giving him the proper respect she should, and she seemed not to care in the least that their marriage was failing. What was wrong with her? She sounded seriously upset and worse the biting sarcasm at the end just wasn’t like her. He needed to think on this and fine a way to help her though this emotional tumultuous time. Either way he couldn’t deal with this now, he needed to get back to work.

Doug could hear his mom speaking, but he couldn’t make out the details. So he vey stealthily moved up the carpeted stairs, and down the hall, till he was right outside of his parent’s bedroom. Something was going on, but he didn’t have a clue what. The bedroom door was ajar, and there was someone with his mom. Was she okay?

Mike laughed as he saw her play with her tits knowing she wanted more cock. He leans down and sucks hard on one of them. Not knowing he had an audience or that he was being videoed, Mike was just Mike.

Oh is your husband not making you happy baby! Or are you just getting rid of him so you can get more of my big hard cock into that wet horny pussy of yours.

Still holding her legs splayed Mike fucked her, his knees spread as his balls hung down, slapping her ass as his cock truly began to fuck her they way she needed it.

Doug just stared unable to move, he was in shock.
 
"oh GOD fuck me, fuck me goood" she moaned out. feeling her pussy getting the attention she needed. Her legs spread wide, she felt Mike's mouth cover her nipple as she moaned, her encouragement filling the room as she screamed out. She was gasping and moaning, "yessss.. Oh FUCK.. YESSSSS" she gasped out. Unaware her son was taping her mature body getting filled with source of her releif.

Her hips moved as much as they could as she worked her pussy against his thick pistoning shaft as he took her hard. Her legs spread wide keeping her from moving too much as he pounded into her, her juices coating her pink ass, his heavy balls slapping aginst her ass as he thrust into her hard and fast.
 
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