I pushed my ass back as he drove faster and faster. I orgasmed straying the tile in front of me seconds before this wonderful stranger filled me with...the second load of the day.His sexual weapon slipped out and he left the shower. I stood with my face against the tile as I finished my shower. I dressed and went home. Thank god for the long ride home. When I finally arrived I had recovered enough to give my wife her usual Saturday smile.I walked in the living room and smiled at her. My wife. Jim Ed grins and raises his Tecate, in salute. ‘Nice knowing you, pard. See you on the other side.’ Marissa leads us through a door in the saloon’s back. Several adjoining rooms, similar to a motel’s, trail north on the west side, with rooms facing to the east. Between the wings is late winter, brown Bermuda grass. Marissa’s room is neat. She uses this room principally for screwing. There is only one chair beside her made up, queen-sized bed. Confidently, Jen plops in the middleof the bed. She. Shelia not even blinking saw the smile ever so slightly appear. After the orgasm just moments ago she felt another building. This one different, but starting quickly. Her movements now in concert with his. A slow and sensual pace she had tried to achieve many times prior, now, in charge, she had exactly what she always wanted. Not changing pace but moving her hips in small circles she instinctively knew not just hers but his pleasure increased. Somehow she knew he was getting close, this. Chapman was informing police on girls who were the most promiscuous so they could be watched and followed. But no one really believed it.But Lizi barely had time to think about Mr. Church and Mrs. Holland being there with Mr. Chapman enjoying himself with her body.Lizi’s sphincter spread wide for Mr. Chapman’s thick member and the schoolteacher began pumping into the teenage girl’s backdoor, forcing the desk to shake underneath them.“Oh, fuck yes,” Lizi said breathlessly. Her vision blurred.