Booming thunder rocks the bed as with nearly as much force as our unbridled fucking. The frantic music of the chimes is lost in the melee of the stor... and passion. Pulling out of you, I take your hand and lead you out onto the balcony. The cold wind-driven rain pelts our naked bodies, stinging slightly. I flatten one of the cushioned lounge chairs and have you lay on your stomach. Straddling you from behind, I give you a swift smack on your firm, round ass and plunge my member again into. As we walked out to my truck, I said “I really hope you don’t think you will be wearing this dress very long! You will be lucky if we make it to the restaurant wearing it!” Becky said “Don’t worry. It’ll be coming off later.” I walked her to the passenger door and said “I just have to see how you are going to get in my truck wearing that!” I helped her up and her dress rode up some and I seen she had on a blue thong! I told Becky she looked so gorgeous tonight and said “That is one cute ass!”. "I'll go, come back for the book later," I mumbled, but as I turned to leave I felt Donna grab my arm and turn me towards her. She glanced longing up at Mike, who paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded his head.Donna moved onto her knees as she opened my shorts, deftly pulling my cock out of my pants. I looked down in amazement as her lips, in seeming slow motion, slid over the head of my cock and then further, further down the shaft. An incredible sensation rolled over me as her head slid. “You want to be fucked like a slut?” I asked, keeping myself deep inside her, enjoying the warmth, the tightness, the wetness. “Oh yes, please fuck me like a whore. I want to feel like a woman, I want to feel like a slut. Please fuck me and make me scream.” I smiled and let go of her wrists. “I want you to hold to the bed-head tightly. When I see your hands leave the bars, I'll stop.” She nodded “Yes, hands off the bars, no more fucking.” she repeated moving her hips and so moving her pussy on.