I then thought that if my eyes were adjusting, so were his. I had better work fast. I had to get him in me, I needed to get him in me. I hoped that ...f he was fucking me and he realized that I was not Cindy he would hopefully not stop pleasuring me. I began to stroke him in long pulls. I lowered my head to the tip. I opened wide and took in the head. It was like trying to go down on a can of Coke. He was moaning while I felt him get harder. I was beginning to wonder if it would fit in. .and oh, by the way, with Karen. While I was scrubbing in the shower, I got another stiffy, which lasted until I shut the water off and was just starting to dry myself. The phone rang, and I ran to get it. My dick was bouncing up and down with the running, slapping my abs but unable to slap the boys around, due to the stiffness. I was hoping it was Karen...but it was Sandy. She said the landscape maintenance company called and cancelled the appointment she’d made two weeks ago. “The lawn really. I imagined him stroking his cock right in front to me.I turned up the intensity again and moaned long and low. I found myself talking to him, telling him what I wanted. I wanted to lick that pearl of precum. I wanted to feel his cock in my mouth as my orgasm approached. I begged him to cum for me, to cum with me. My pussy blossomed and fluttered as wave after wave of pleasure rolled over me.After I caught my breath, I stopped the recording and sent it to him before I had a chance to overthink. Then she said she had keys to the box office for the theater and no one would be there now. Deciding it was better then nothing, we made a break for the theater; we had never had sex in a semi-public place before (together anyway; I had another partner in college who was really into that, but that's another story). She fumbled for the keys as we made out in the empty lobby, we shut the door, and she jumped up on the counter . Our kissing grew even more fevered as she worked to undo my belt and.