Some were louder with more protests. Some were quiet and resigned to their fate. This woman’s rebellious remonstrations seemed to be coming as a m...tter-of-fact submission. Her surrender was tempered with a mixture of begging blended with intelligent argument. “Please Sir, just don’t kill me,” she pleaded. “I have daughters whose sole support comes from me!”Hmm…daughters? “I may allow you to live,” I said as a gesture of adding hope. Perhaps I meant it; perhaps I didn’t. “We will have to. Her younger son, Doug, had not opted for a career in the military. He was spending the summer in Austin, Texas. He was living with friends of the family and working as an intern for a large electronics company before beginning college at the University of Texas. I could tell that she was very proud of Doug too. She was happy they were both living the lives they wanted, but I could also see that she missed them tremendously.Thinking about them, and their absence, made her a little melancholy. So. She smiled warmly at him and noticed another heat beginning inside her panties. He held her close and firm, and she could feel his cock starting to grow inside his jeans. She wanted to fall for him and she wanted to play with a cock that she didn't tuck inside a drawer after her orgasm. Their body language was unmistakable as Erica pressed herselfagainst his growing hardness. He shifted his hips to accentuate the pressure. Not to many songs later she agreed quickly to his suggestion to. Naturally, my dick became hard again, and I was soon plunging it in and out of her sweet pussy.As I fucked her, Terry suddenly asked, "What are some of your acquaintance's names, Steve? Fuck me slowly." Well, I know Bill, the husband of my wife's friend. And I guess the pool guy, Jim, and his employees, Gary and Bob. Sometimes I wonder why they all need to clean my pool. Oh, and I know Rick and this weird guy, Aries, not his real name but the name he likes to go by," I count six, and damn, fuck.