As she filled my glass, I noticed her blouse was not buttoned as high as before and she seemed to be showing a lot of her cleavage, before sitting bac... down next to me. We talked a little and she kept shuffling about until her skirt slit had parted up her nylon-covered leg. “Gillian and I have been talking about you at work,” she said “Nothing bad I hope” “Some of it is, especially how you keep buying sexy underwear for her to wear” Brenda said “Sometime’s the crotchless type” and give. He slowly pulled away, and I reached for his shirt, delicately undoing his buttons and revealing his torso. I had to catch my breathe, realising that he was more beautiful than I could have ever imagined, his stomach was taut, toned, but not over muscled, not like those pictures you see where you feel distaste, the bodies are so overly developed. He was perfect, a thin line of dark hair running down over his stomach and into his jeans, a patch of the same smooth, lovely hair clothing his. Ron just have felt the same he leaned forward and twist my left nipple viciously making me moan in pain and passion."MMMMMMMMHHHUUHHH, Ron,' I moaned. Ron eased his massive anaconda like fuck tool in and out of my butt, I could hold back no more. When Ron plunged into my stretched anus I shot a huge load of man spunk to the floor, as it hit it made a splat like sound. Ron felt my anus twitching around his huge sex tool and began to pump into my bowels with abandonment. I know that I am used. He pushed her away…as he sensed that he may have only one bullet in the chamber this morning …She had gotten him to two sometimes and three that one time…but today…probably not. She took his hand and led him to the shower…where they renewed the action…The hot water felt wonderful he thought as they washed one another’s hair and then bodies…He stepped out of the shower first while she finished rinsing her hair…He dried her with one of the big white towels and carried her to the bed…He held her.