He was back the next morning and when I let him in we went back to my bed room and he again fucked me longer and deeper than ever and we didn't get ou... of bed untill nearly lunch when he had to leave. I was so sore that I couldn't let my husband touch me for a couple day's after that and Mike was out of town for a few day's to let me get better, my poor little pussy has never been streached like this , but it was worth it ! I did tell Mike that I loved my husband and didn't want to hurt him. Great clothes, well-chosen, becoming colors and not cheap - that she wore like gunny sacks."What's on your mind?" Dana asked, after they'd settled down in the living room with their mugs.Jenny fought a losing battle with herself. You could see it on her face. Indecision, resolve, doubt, uncertainty, hopelessness. The feelings swept across her like words on the sign in Times Square. Finally, her face red, 'What the hell!'"Dana, I need help. I look like hell, and I feel like a frump. You always. When he opened the door to let her in he pulled her close and kissed her deep. Dee said she did not resist and tasted his kiss. Steve worked her little black dress up over her hips and was grinding his jean clad cock into her silk hose and panties dry fucking her. She said she came dry fucking him back in the parking lot. She said that it turned her on even more to know that anyone looking in that direction would have seen quite a show. Dee moaned rubbing my cock as we drove back to the house.. Yes, sucking the dick and fucking the ass and everything. They only cared about boys. They didn't care what I saw..I guess those words did it for Judy."Let's get out of here and take a bath...."Judy, you can stay, but I need to wash my hair, have a shower, and go.." Let me find some clothes for you. Sylvia. We call this place the "Mayan Macey's" because so many women come in here from Chiapas and Guatemala. Most of those women are not very tall, but still, they are women, not little girls, and.