”“I understand. But you were a very bad girl last night. Don't you think you should pay a penalty?”“And what would that be, are you man enou...h to mete that out?”“I have the man-meat to do it, if you need it.” I could feel her getting wet at her cunny. I began to dip into that well of love lube, and oil her labia.“I know you have the muscle, to make a poor girl like me take whatever you judge I should bear, for my naughtiness.”“Well, you're already bare, maybe I should go easy on you.” I. Her husband, they said, was still asleep. She walked back to the table and said to Jerry. "Yes, I believe I'll have a drink." What do you want?" You order for me." Maggie had no idea what she should order."Gin and tonics for me and the lady," Jerry said to a waitress.Maggie had never in her life tasted alcohol. Never. She took a tentative sip of the drink and frowned."Something wrong with the drink?" asked Jerry."Oh, no. It was just...something of a shock." Maggie is a respectable married. She rises, then falls on my raging dick, getting into a rhythm that she likes, getting more and more excited.“I love how you... stretch me, how it’s hitting me at the right places,” she moans loudly, looking at me while she praises my cock. I devilishly smile at her, she is in for a treat.Using my left hand, I position it just before my dick, where her clit is rising and falling. So, as she moves over my dick, my hand rubs on her clit.“Oh, you found... My button... Continue... I’m getting.... “Take her bikini off!” I instructed Dave.He looked somewhat hesitant until Mel piped up.“You heard him! Get the slut naked now!” She demanded with a confident smile on her face.Dave undid her bikini top as her perfect 34C breasts were finally exposed. Mel smiling and pushing those perfect breasts forward, slid her bikini bottoms down slowly, bending over showing her peach of an ass, exposing her tight shaved slit as the bottoms fell at her ankles. Stepping out of the thong, she turned round and.