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Then his kisses meandered up inside the legs of my jeans. Paul took forever, kissing my neck, twirling my nipples in his fingers, kissing all around my breasts. My husband was away and couldn’t get home. This affair started a few years ago. While he was still shooting, I stood up and turned around and offered myself to him again. Fuck me.”
And he did. Soon I was topless. Me and that big man, both of us covered in sawdust, dressed in ugly winter work clothes. The next morning, as I pulled the emergency release and heaved up my garage door, I saw I was trapped. My pussy got extra clean, LOL. I could still feel the soreness inside, but he gave me yet another orgasm. A huge wet snowstorm moved slowly up the east coast just before Halloween.
