His heart fluttered, his knees weakened and he felt a connection with this woman, an overwhelming desire to protect her from what ever it was that was...pursuing her, perhaps haunting her was a better choice of words. ‘You don’t have to thank me… I’m just glad I could help. You know, you can stay here for a while. No one really uses this place, except me… occasionally I mean. I don’t live here, I just hang out here every once in a while.’ ‘Fighting with the wife?’ she asked just this side of. “YESSS!! FUCK MY ARSE FRANK!” she cried loudly as I felt my balls banging the back of her legs, I pushed in hard which made her yelp and the pressure of her pushing back forced me in deep.I grabbed her hair as I pounded away building up a nice steady rhythm, “YES! YES! YES!” she cried as I showed her no mercy, she was tight and I was not far away, “OMG!” I cried as I felt my balls tightening and my hot liquid shooting up my shaft. “OH FUCK YSS!” Debbie cried out as she felt the hot cum hit her. I lay back upon the bed drowsily and exposed myself to his view most lewdly, allowing my fingers to wander across my breasts and cunny. “James”, I whispered, “I don’t see why we can’t spend at least some of the day in bed...” I whined pleasantly as his eyes goggled and spread my legs wide and twisted to show him my need. His seed dribbled from my cleft, and I scooped it with my fingers and ate it most lasciviously, then rubbed my nubbin until I spent before him. This aroused him prodigiously,. Once 4 minutes had passed she said good bye and hung up. Her husband asked who it was, sarah answered it was a friend having man trouble, then excused herself to go to the toilet, where she almost came just from peeling her dripping panties away from her pussy. Sunday came and sarah was eager to go shopping to find her work clothes. She went straight to a lingerie shop to find the dark red lace underwear. There was plenty to choose from and sarah decided that she would need plenty of different.