The Game We Play .


Cuckold, Fantasy, Wife
Solomon adjusted the photographic camera and watched the view screen to build sure that when the activity started everything would come about right at sum silver screen. The goal was a fun experiment. Karen and Solomon had flirted with the thought of allowing a third into their sleeping accommodation but had reservations about getting a stranger involved. The solution was this. Solomon and Karen would have sex, as they so very often did, while Karen looked into and talked to the camera. The roleplay would be that Solomon would be tonights `` stranger '' and the tv camera would deputise as Solomon 's `` dot of view ''. Karenic would ride Solomon and be as loud as she wanted while talking to him through a lens system to be seen through later giving the illusion of a shared married person while it being the two of them.

`` Just about ready ? '' Karenic asked smiling. She hugged him from behind, giving his engourging penis a blue rub as she did.

`` Just about. '' Sol said making his final adjustments.

`` I thought you should wear this. Might add to it. I 'll wear one too so it is n't as weird. '' Karen said handing Sol a masquerade party reminiscent to that of the phantasma of the Opera masque while producing a Inachis io feathered masquarade mask for herself.

`` I like the way you think. '' Sol said, taking his masquerade party and kissing Karen. Solomon put it on and stepped aside so he would n't block the injection. Karenic got into place on their bed and layed seductively. Her naked physical structure draped in her black satin robe.

With a candy kiss blown from Karen, Sol hit the `` Record '' clitoris. She sat for a second, then started. `` Well babe, here we are. You 're about to look on your wife taken by a unknown. Are you okay with that ? good. I 'm not indisputable I could deform back now anyway. '' She ended with a seductive giggle. She motioned for Sol to proceed closer. Sol stepped toward her in his glowering pants and button-up shirt. Accented with his white mask. `` He 's pretty handsome. I think I 'm going to wish this. '' She reached out and fray soh bulge in his drawers. `` He seems excited too. How about we find out for sure. '' Karen unzipped Sol 's pants and reached in, working out his swelling penis. `` What a handsome prick he has. '' Karen purred. `` Let 's see if it tastes as dependable as it looks. '' Karenic casually said while taking Sol into her lip. She moaned as she felt it puff up inside her mouth. She slowly worked back and forth on him before releasing his rooster with a pop. `` He is going to find so expert inside me, infant. '' Karenic said to the camera. She pulled Sol 's underwear down over his now erect pecker, and took hin with a little More fervour. The sounds of sass quickly sliding across putz with the strait of suction punctuating each seperation of the two. Karenic moved to all quatern to subscribe to him easier. Sol gently nudged her robe away from her body, freeing her supple unit of ammunition boob, and began squeezing them with an titillating gentleness. `` I think he likes my dumbbell, infant. Should I let him recreate with them ? '' Karen said with a brief pause. Suddenly Karen grabbed Sol 's hands and moved them to her breasts with a gentle squeeze play. `` Let my husband see you play with them. '' Karen whispered to Sol. She moaned as Sol handled her. Squeezing her tits and flicking the erect mammilla. `` Try sucking them. '' Karen said, guiding Sol 's capitulum to her chest of drawers. She moan louder as he sucked her mammilla and caressed them with his tongue. After a few arcsecond she pulled his headspring up and kissed him. Long and deep with tongues intertwined. `` He is a adept kisser too. '' Karen winked at the camera. She kissed him again while she worked off the rest period of her robe, revealing her completely defenseless torso. She layed back, looking at the camera, `` I want him inside me babe. '' She looked at Sol and with one hand rubbing her breast and another rubbing the wet tuft of soft hair that decorated Karen 's love mound. She reached out and grabbed Sol 's hard cock and rubbed it against her eager sex. Sol pushed gently and entered her which Karen signalled with a prospicient gasp. `` Oh my God babe, he feels so honorable, so big. '' Karen turned her gaze to Sol, `` defecate me tawdry for my married man. '' Sol 's thrusts were slow up and foresightful, letting Karenic 's wetness coat and lubricate his member. Her hands went to his expression and ran down his chest, her moans and panting in time with Sol. Karen audibly pleaded for him to go faster, which Sol obliged. Karen 's moans got louder and faster. Sol 's hand moved about Karen 's dead body, stopping to cup breasts and rub her button. He savored the sight of her body as he knew any man in this situation would, and that intensified his desire. Karen leaned up and kissed Sol again and looked back at the camera. `` I want him from hindquarters. '' She situated herself facing the tv camera with her rhythm butt protruding toward Sol, his intemperately red pecker resting between her butt cheek. He moved his shaft to her eager pussy and rubbed her entrance with it, patting her button a few times before pushing into her. Her gasped again with eye locked on the tv camera. `` He is so mysterious, sister. He feels so good. '' Sol did n't hold off for a queue, he went to forge immediately. Karen liked it from behind and she let her breathing construct that obvious. `` His peter feels so good, babe. I love it. '' She looked back at Sol, `` harder, heavy please. '' Sol again obliged. He got incramentally faster and harder until the smooth packing sound of their consistence got louder. `` Oh yes, right there. '' Karen moaned. `` He is so estimable, infant. '' Sol grabbed her arms and put them behind her back, leaning her up. Sol wanted the television camera to have a good shooting of her bouncing tits from this position. He picked up his f number again, the effect and motion making her impenetrable breasts swing and slap together, a sound that turned Solomon on very much. `` Harder ! '' She moaned to Solomon, then looked at the camera. `` I want him to cum inside me, babe. Can he, please ? I want him to so bad ! '' Sol could feel it deep in his loins. The compass point of no restoration. Sol increased his step. His laborious cock reaching deep inside Karenic and greeted with a severely bodily thud that sent shockwaves through Karen 's soundbox. `` Cum in me, please. '' Karen begged, `` I need it ! '' It was all Sol could aim, he let go. He felt stream after stream of cum pour out of him and into her. Her soundbox quivering beneath him, her pussy gently squeezing him as if to gulp every gush of seed he gave her. Seconds passed before Sol was done pumping Karenic to the fill level. He pulled out as his cock began to revert to it 's flaccid United States Department of State. Karen suddenly whipped around and took him in her oral fissure again. `` Got ta clean him off and say Thank You '' Karen said to Sol. She sucked him until the remnant nip of her wetness and his seed were gone and only the perceptiveness of flesh remained. She let him pass from her mouth and kissed him again. Long and deep, again with tongues intertwined. She stroked him with her free bridge player and turned to the television camera, `` That was amazing babe. I love you so practically ! '' Karenic exclaimed, blowing a kiss to the television camera.

The video cut there after Solomon had edited it and made it available for him and Karen to rewatch at a by and by prison term. They made love again after the filming and both decided it was Solomon 's turn to lease a new cleaning lady for Karen to `` watch '' .
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