She came behind him and the two men left leaving them alone as she spanked him lightly then pushed the dildo causing him to moan. He wanted her to fuc... him and he wasn’t going to tell her because he knew she wanted him to beg and he wouldn’t give her that satisfaction.She leaned over and whispered in his ear “Only for my Angel Andrew, Only one, you” She twisted the dildo slightly causing him to grown. He wanted it he wanted to be fucked by his mistress and wanted to cum for her. She grabbed her. Flexing them as I held him deep inside me, I milked every drop of cum from his still hard rod. Grabbing my ass with both hands, he held my crotch tightly against his as he rolled over on his back. As I lay there on his chest, my legs between his spread thighs, he caressed my back, soothing me as I savored the sweet afterglow of climax. "Steve, honey…I’ve made love with a lot of guys but, except for you, no guy has ever been able to make cum the way you do. How………..?" "How did I learn to make. I almost lost my balance and fell, but I grabbed onto her big heavy tits. I fondled her as I fucked up into her sopping crotch. She gripped the top of each wall of the stall and rammed herself into me. She came some more and bounced up and fucked herself on me. Then all of a sudden I started to get too close. She knew it and started whispering, “Yessss, give it to meeeee, fuck meeeee, yessssss, fuck, fuck, fuck, oh fuck me you dirty bitch!” That did it. I drove up into her a few more. Boy, I hadn’t expected that. It took me a minute to regain my senses. The feeling in my body was starting to come back. I was still only vaguely aware of the pain in my hip from his hands. My mind was drunk with the promise of tonight. I wondered if he could deliver as well as he talked. I couldn’t gather myself together enough to get off on my floor. So I just sat there and tried to. Nothing could have prepared me for that. My blood was still boiling. Sweat was dripping down my neck, and I.