You should be able to afford another car, I bet… that is, if you want. I’ll let you two lovebirds talk it over… no rush.’ Martine handed over ...he menus and walked through the doors back to the coffee shop. ‘Wow,’ Cindy said, ‘wasn’t expecting that.’ ‘The prime rib… have you tried it?’ he asked. ‘No, I haven’t, but… the rest of what we’ve had here has been top-notch, so I bet it’s just as good. It’s like down-home cooking, only better… if that makes any sense.’ He put his menu part-way down and. I reached behind me and spread my ass apart for him, signaling that I was ready for the real fun to begin.He began speeding up his strokes, and slowly but surely, we went from several full strokes in and out per minute to a couple of full strokes each second. There was a surprising lack of friction, and I’m chalking that up to the slickness of the condom, but it was extremely enjoyable because of that. As he was pounding my ass, I began to rock back and forth, meeting his thrusts, and. I asked her if she had ever had a 3 way with another women she told me it had opened once with Jake and his mate but hated it as all they did was abuse her for their own pleasure. I asked if she knew of any of her mates that would be up for a laugh, saying she could phone one or two that would but didn't know when it would happen. Cindy got up and lay on the bed telling me to watch as she slowly rubbed her clit her finger slipped in and out of her pussy as I watched she closed her eyes feeling. Susan took a bottle of wine and a glass and locked herself away in the bathroom for a long time. When she emerged, the wait had been well worth it. She looked beautiful. She had carefully applied her make-up and topped it off with a bright red lipstick. Her dress was a short white cocktail dress with thin red trim, and finally, very red, very high heeled shoes. She looked lovely. I stood at the door and whistled. How about showing me whats under that dress? I asked. Susan smiled, No way! No.