Carla knew my workoutroutine, of course, and she picked a day when Mom wentto do the week’s shopping before joining me in thebasement.I stopped ...hen I heard her coming down the stairs, myheart racing from remembering the last time. My heartpounding, my dick, long, hot and throbbing.“Carla? What is it?”“I want to see it again.”I didn’t have to be asked twice. I doffed my sweats andstood up, my proud prick pushing forward, as if seekingher out.“What makes. I took off what I was wearing and stood there before her my hard prick throbbing with my heartbeat up and down. Precum was flowing from the slit at the end of my cock. Kathi took off her teddy. That was all she had on. She backed up to the wall. I followed her. We kissed even harder then, her knee lifted as she leaned against the wall, wrapping it around my ass. "I need your cock inside of me baby," she whispered.Giving her a lascivious grin I told her to turn around and put her hands on. He then programmed 10-songs and off we went. It was an office-like room, it was filled with old band stickers and had red and yellow lights, with a bar fridge. He opened a bottle of tequila while he held me by the waist and poured it down his throat, then down mine. It spilled from my mouth after it filled my mouth and throat. He then started kissing me on my neck and unbuttoning my shirt and then my work pants. I could hear the music blasting from the dance floor, but I was lusting for. Julie smiles as she meets my every thrusts and we settle into a perfect rhythm, pushing, and pushing back; each having everything the other needs, and giving it. When she's close again, I speed up my thrusting, because I too am close. I fuck her relentlessly, driving deep and hard. The trophy wife of a powerful local politician is riding my cock like a drug, and it urges me on. The only thing I want is for Julie Banks to cum on my cock. I fuck and grind her until at last, with a shaking,.