I had been imagining how the red satin would look stretched over her girly curves, my cock sliding between her buttocks. I knew Sara liked to fantasiz... about being a horny slut if she was in the mood. Sometimes she would talk dirty, urging me to fuck her slutty cunt and use her like a whore, which is what she thoroughly deserved. This would usually get her off in quite spectacular fashion. Otherwise love making tended to be of the more functional variety, like her choice in underwear most of. When I finished the day, I had won most of the items where I had placed a bid. I had a complete office set up with a two-part L-shaped desk. I bought a pool table, a bicycle, a pair of decorative planters for the patio and a complete dark room for the basement. I didn't know how I was going to move it, so when we finished inside, we went out to the vehicles, and I was the high bidder on a 1977 Ford F100 pick-up truck. It was in good shape, so even if I just used it once, I could easily sell it. Walking over to the man as he rises from the tub, water running and dripping from his short chubby body, grabbing a towel she wipes and dries his body,stopping and lingering at spots of attention. Talking with him and expresses her view of what he will be experiencing, she licks then bite very hard on his nipple, hes screams out in pleasure, yes eat my titty,as he pulles her head firmly into his chest. Wipering and drying him she works her way behind him, grabbing fully on his ass cheeks, then. "A few." OK? Go on?" Well Oliver travels so much," she started. I opined, "Tell me about that problem." "After work," she paused. "At a bar. A guy from work. We lingered, chatting. I always liked him." OK?" He put his hand on my leg under the table. Short skirt. My bare leg. It was electric and I didn't brush his hand away. Of course, it slid higher. So I turned to him, 'Maybe we should go somewhere,' and he walked me to the parking lot." I see where this is heading." Well not much happened in.