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Adventures of Cognac-A15
“Sure we can and who was the dark skin guy you and Hannah was talking to?”… That was my ex. “Talking about your husband?” said Jeff. Yeah that was him in the flesh. **now Jeff doesn’t know that my husband and I are still together. I told Jeff that we were separated. I didn’t want him to know I was fucking him and my husband too. Hell I was really living a double life to the max. ** Everyone was quiet on the ride back to the room; I guess everyone was absorbed in his or her own thoughts. I was thinking that was a close call, too damn close. I need to stay my ass out of Athens with Jeff at least in public. Once we got back to the room Jeff asked to see me in the conference area of the suite. Jeff closed the door behind me and pushed me onto the table. He ripped my top off breaking the buttons; I just watched my buttons to my shirt scatter all over the table and floor. He freed my breast from my bra and sucked them feverishly by squeezing them together and sucking both nipples at the same time. I swear I felt something leak from my pussy. That shit felt so damn good; damn this man knows how to ravage my body. Jeff slowly eased his “pic iron” inside me and rocked me like his life depended on it. He had my legs pushed so far back I could kiss my knees. That man turned my body each and every way. Hell I was shocked my ass was this flexible considering I never played any kind of sports or even exercised for that matter. Being the freak I am, I kept taking Jeff’s dick out of me and sucking my juices off. Damn my pussy taste so fucking sweet; times like this made me wish I could eat my own pussy. I was feeling myself so much I started tell Jeff to put it in my ass, but a bitch didn’t prepare herself and I can’t just have Jeff ramming that massive thing in my ass without the necessary preparation. After fucking for what it seemed hours, but was only 30 minutes we joined Hannah and Esquire in the other room for a few drinks and laughs. They actually seem to be getting along well; nothing like the bizarre episode with Chris and his ugly ass. Hannah just looked at my sideways when she saw me wearing Jeff’s t-shirt. Hell a bitch got buck-wild up in there, she knows how I get down. While we were all drinking and shooting the shit I couldn’t help but think about how wrong I was. My husband almost caught my ass and instead of taking my ass home to him I’m in a hotel with another man. No matter what bullshit my husband put me through I was feeling like two wrongs don’t make a right. This shit was eating at me and starting to blow my mood. It’s funny how I didn’t think about that shit when I was letting Jeff blow my back out. My pager beeping on the table brought me out of my zone, because it was my house number displayed across the screen……
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