On her wedding anniversary? Hell Yes.A moment later and she was bent over my couch with her panties around her ankles. I slid my dick inside her easil..., feeling her warmth and wetness envelop me, and to my amusement I could tell she was a little loose; that she'd been fucked recently. "Did you fuck him tonight?" She nodded, and practically purred out her response. She'd had anniversary sex with her husband (my friend); Nice, slow and loving; The exact opposite of why she'd come here. "Sometimes. I freaked out for a second and then you flexed your cock and… well, then I remembered last night. I pulled the covers up and looked down at your cock. Oh my God, Tom. You’re wonderful cock. I started to reach down to squeeze it, but then realized that what we did last night might have ruined our friendship and I don’t want that.” “Diane, it’s OK. I don’t want anything to ruin our friendship either. I’ve actually been attracted to you for a long time. I never did anything for the same reason… I. Right away Mark told me I would be perfect for what he needed. Then he opened a drawer on his desk and pulled out his camera telling me he could show me I would be right for his project. He then brought the camera up to his eye and started snapping pictures. Soon he was directing me into different poses and all the while he would keep snapping more pictures. In one pose he had me lean over at the waist and pick up a pair of his underwear he had tossed to the floor. Hold it, he said, just as. He got down in front of me again and eased into me and put my legs on his shoulders. Slowly he started sliding in and out eventually going faster and deeper. It felt so good feeling his hot, hard cock as he barebacked me. He then started to stroke my cock and about 10 minutes later I told him I was about to cum. He stroked it faster and then I came so hard and I remember feeling his cock inside of me as I squeezed my ass with each shot of load that came out. He then asked if he could cum inside.