She loved it, she always loved taking a hard cock. As usual of late, Carol did not want to spend the night. She had a ride to her "friend's" coming, a...d I noticed she took another shower before going downstairs to wait for her ride. It was then I had my idea. A couple days later, I again picked her up at work. This was the situation: I knew Carol was getting fucked by someone (or more than one) else. But, she didn't know that I knew. I think that was the reason for the condoms. Carol knew I was. In my mind I could see it, Dianne’s legs wrapped around my waist, urging me on to go deep, as I slammed every bit of my surging cock up her fiery box, I reached the edge, my cock jerked and swelled up, and I was ready to blow.In my fantasy, Dianne growls, “Yes lover man, let me have it, cream my cunt, give it to MEEEEEEE!”My mind imagines her voice rising up to a shriek, and as my fantasy cock exploded inside Dianne’s hot, hungry cunt, squirting wildly, my throbbing cock. She then fingered herself, relishing the moments in the field, and cum, drenching her underpants. Sleep came to her in the early hours of the morning. The next day she explained the incident to her closest Bangalore Tamil friend Priyanka.Priyanka suggested Rashmi on exploring getting banged by the dark man. Rashmi could not go out of the house because her husband catered to all her needs. She was unsure of the secrecy the dark man could hold. Cheating with the dark man would only end up. Beth had a different technique than Amy, and the contrast felt exquisite. Instead of just pumping my cock up and down with her soft fingers she would give it a little twist. She built the speed up evenly so by the time she got to about the tenth stroke, my cock was begging for more. I looked up at the ceiling. I was going to cum, again. I could feel my balls start to tighten once more. "Nnnnnng". Another load of cum shot out of my cock. Beth tried to catch as much of it as she could with her.