More sex

You still have at least a half an hour before Mr. Brunswick is due home, so you suck one Natalie's hard nipples into your mouth. She sighs and moans at the stimulation as her fingers play with your wilted cock. When you bite gently on the bud, her body shudders, she groans louder, and her hand squeezes your Johnson tightly. You think she just had an aftershock from her orgasm, and your manhood is recovering quickly from its release.

“Mmm, you’re ready for more, John. This is why I’m fucking you; my husband rarely makes it to twice and never with so much passion,” she says in a low, bedroom voice. “Let’s get rid of some of these clothes.” She sits up and reaches behind her back to unsnap her bra, which is pushed up on the top of her chest. She really has lovely breasts.

You stand and take off your pants from around your ankles and your boxers from your waist. As you take your shirt off, Natalie is slipping her thong and skirt off, wriggling on the bed, making her tits jiggle nicely. You each look at the other, checking out your naked bodies.

“What should we do now? How do you want me, Tiger?” she asks, while licking her lips and playing with her nipples.