He was getting ready to pop, he kept asking her do you like that which she nodded rapidly, Mark pulled his loaded dick out of her mouth, leveled it at...her eyes. She was still cumming, practically losing balance on her knees, both fucking herself with fingers and beating her clit, she was delirious with pleasure, Mark told her tomorrow you better not be wearing panties, I AM GOING TO FUCK YOU and she said yes, okay, I wont and he yelled and blasted her faced with stripe after stripe of hot cum,. "I see. Okay," I answered.I turned back to the pretty blonde and followed through with my newly hatched plan."That was my friend. His wife is in labor and he wants me to drive him to the hospital. Could I have your number, or give you my cell number?" I asked. "I think it would be quite nice to play a game or two with you."She seemed to hesitate for just a second, than made her mind up."Give me your number," she insisted. "I'll be calling. Be sure of that. My name is Sandy."As I wrote my cell. She felt him approach then screamed into the gag as she felt his hands grab her full breasts and squeeze them violently, the thin material of her top and her bra doing little to protect the soft flesh, or her nipples, now hard and extended from the cold air of the garage. She felt his fingers press deep into her breasts, twisting them before letting go, fingers trailing down to grasp the bottom of Her shirt, and slowly sliding it upward over her stomach, she felt the material slow as it reached. “Because you want to?”Donna gently used Sam’s penis to pull him down on to the white sheets and positioned his head between her waiting thighs.“Maybe I do, Sam smiled as Donna’s thighs gracefully closed in around him, squeezing together to trap him in a reverse head scissors.Sam was now lying on his back with Donna’s body pinning him into the thick memory foam mattress. His eyes peered over the top of her round cheeks, watching her sip champagne as his puckered lips tried to form words between.