"Ohhhh!" Sally cried, shaking her head. "I'm going to come! I'm going to come! I just know I am!"

"Aaagh!" the man cried. "I-I am coming! I'm coming now! Ohhh! Ohhhhh!" He then burst his balls inside her pussy.

He kept humping as he delivered his cum load. His whole body pounded hers into submission. His hairy balls punished her pussy-lips more than ever, while his muscular chest flattened her tits. He drove her into the soft sofa, deeper and deeper, while filling her pussy-hole with his creamy jizz.

While his hot cum was burning her pussy and making her feel damned good, she was suddenly racked by violent spasms. Her eyes rolled back, and her mouth flew open. Then her cunt erupted again and she soaked his still-squirting prick with her steaming cunt-juices.

"Oh, shit! Fantastic! You're a wonderful lover, Bob."

Then the two, still clinging to each other, sat up on the sofa. For the first time, Mia was able to see his face.

It was her husband, Bob.

CHAPTER TWO

Mia staggered back from the doorway, turned and ran down the hall, through Sally's kitchen, and out the back door. Without stopping, she raced across the yard, entered her own house and, slamming the door behind her, burst into tears.

"The bastard!" she cried out. "The dirty bastard!"

She was leaning against the back door, her face in her hands. Tears poured from her eyes.

Her body shook as she sobbed. It wasn't fair, thought Mia, it just isn't! How could Bob do this to her? How could he jeopardize their marriage? Didn't he care? Didn't he want to be married to her? Was there something wrong with her? Was it something she said or did?