“Hello. I have arrived and am in your road. Can I come up? John x”She placed the phone in her handbag and smiled.Pauline checked her car before op...ning the driver’s door and getting out of the small Ford Fiesta. She closed the door quietly and walked to the back of the car, opening the boot and bringing out her long Slazenger hockey bag. Just as she was closing the boot and locking her car with her keyring, she heard her mobile beep in her handbag. Miss Manson carried the hockey bag over to the. “Look at it jump. Ok, so what do I do first?”“Well, squirt some lotion in your hand and then rub it on my penis.” I told her, nervously. I was so eager to cum that I used the medical term since I didn’t want to chance scaring her off by calling it something crude. I sat down on the toilet while she applied a dollop of lotion to her right palm.“Ok, hold my penis at the base with your left hand and rub the lotion on the shaft like you’re applying it to your wrist or something.” She approached me. I was already leaking a little pre-cum, so I rubbed that around the head for lubrication.Gwen’s eyes were transfixed on the screen, watching me jack myself off. Her breathing was a little quicker than normal, so I knew it was exciting her.“Turn around and let me see that ass!” I said. I meant it as a request, but it came out sounding like a command. Gwen didn’t mind; she stood up, turned around, and unbuttoned her jeans. As she pulled them down, I was thinking I’d just get to see her ass. I could see his sweating muscledbody tense as he thrust one last time into my wife’spussy and held himself deeply in her. His black ballsmoved as he exploded and he filled my wife’s cunt withwhat must have felt to her like a gallon of cum. Sheshuddered and began kissing his neck hard. Then she waspushing her tongue deep into his mouth and giving himthe hardest, hottest, wettest kisses I’d ever seen.***After Calvin left that night, my wife proceeded to tellme that she’d.