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Friend's Ex-Wife

... sudden, before she can react to it, the incredible wetness of her pussy yielded -- despite my girth -- to my massive crown moving past them, and into her. The feeling of my cock inside her was -- not so much a painful stretching, but a fullness, a sense of being taken over in some way, consumed, violated, but in a pleasurable way, with her lubricated nerve endings exploding from the sensation as I insistently, aggressively slide the first few inches of my impossibly thick cock up inside of her. As great as it feels, and as long as she has been waiting for this moment, or at last a part of her had, she can't let it happen. Nancy broke the kiss, stunned at what is happening, how I'd never removed her panties, never taken a moment to get permission, but is plundering her like my prize. " We can't," She manages, despite the fact that her long legs are wrapped around me and crossed at the ankles, and her hands are still on my back, holding me close into her. " Just to feel it, for a second..." I purr, like I'd probably said to countless other girls, before I proceeded to blast my cum into their hot bodies. " I don't want you to leave disappointed. I know how much you want this." " I do, but I can't... I'm divorced from your friend." " I know, baby," I said, kissing her breasts as I move her ankles up and over the front of my shoulders. She squirms to try to somehow stop what is happening, but she is completely in my power now, and so obviously wanting it and allowing it -- at ...

... least her body is -- that is hard to claim otherwise. " It's just this once, and I won't cum..." I continue. " I just want you to feel it." Well, that would at least be one distinction -- if he didn't cum. And god, I did want to feel it! Nancy stopped thrusting when she started talking, even pulling back to just the crown. Leaving her wanting more. she had a decision to make. And she made it. She let her arms flop down on the couch, hands resting over her head. When she did, I grin the grin of a conqueror, who is finally reaching my prize. For a split second she realized that that is probably all she is to me, but before she can register this completely, she feels my cock start to force itself into her more fully, inch after thick, hard inch. The feeling is insane, it is like being impaled by a hot steel rod, and she is lying there on ex husbands's couch (yes, he'd bought it), just taking it, as my ex husband's big-dicked, cocky, trash-talking friend is taking her, in the most complete way a man can take a woman. My huge condom-less cock is knifing up into her unprotected, tight feminine essence, its size is obscene and an outrage as it insistently carves its way up into her body. Fuck, he was fucking me! How can she let me fuck her? Her mind is racing as I flip one of her legs over my head and turn her over onto all fours, so I can drive my cock into her more efficiently from behind. Nancy knelt there on all fours like a dog, out of her mind with a mix of lust, ecstasy and ...