Anne was aroused too. She felt her lower lips sliding across one another as she squirmed in her seat, her hand sliding up and down Stan’s thigh as h... drove whenever she could lay it there. ‘What’s come over me?’ she wondered. This was more, much more than the horniness she’d felt after last week’s dance. She wanted Stan inside her, hard, fast and soon. Stan parked the car and undid his seatbelt. Anne removed hers at the same time and in a second they were in each others’ arms, kissing. Today he said, “My friend wants some, too.”I lost my smile. Did I hear him right? “Friend?”“My friend,” he said, not looking at me, adjusting his already adjusted shirt. “I told him and—”“What? You what? Told who what?”He tried to kiss me again, but I dodged it. “It’s all right,” he said with an annoyingly calm face.“Like hell,” I said to him.“You’ll like him.”“David, it’s—it—it—it—no. Just no.”He held my face and kissed my cheek. “You’re beautiful, Ms. Dellucci. I’ll text you later.” He saw. I was pissed, but what could I do? It could be something important. I finally decided to get up, tie my robe, and stomp my way to the door.The doorbell chimed again. “I’m coming!” I yelled.Being cautious, I looked through the peephole before opening the door, and my heart stopped when I saw who was standing on my porch. It was Jack Brown, the gorgeous hunk and president of our Home Owners Association that I was actively taking part in.“Fuck,” I whispered to myself. I couldn’t believe I had. She started grinding her pussy into the cock, and Ary obliged by thrusting in and out.First more slowly, then faster and faster until all that could be heard was the constant squelching of the victim girls pussy.They both came at the same time.Ary whickered, and then lunged her cock so hard into the girl that it bruised her womb.The girl moaned, overwhelmed by her toppling orgasm.Streamers of hot cum flowed into the girls womb, starting an expansion so fast that the girl started looking.