Her husband had set up a video camera too. He thrust, she cooed. But…”
Ross said, “I think we can get away with this same spot a couple more times but then maybe we should move down the line a mile, just in case.”
That was what Laura was hoping he would say. She hadn’t touched it but she knew. His other knee found its way between her legs and there she was spread eagle on her bed with her husband’s cock about to stab into her. Her pussy was so wet that she was afraid that Ross wouldn’t get the feeling that he was used too. Ross called off the overpass flashing…for a while anyway. They played out all of Ross’ fantasies over the next few years and they never did get caught. Her breathing was becoming labored, her nipples were hard from the slight chill in the air.
