No words were said. No words were needed. Both parties knew the love, passion and lust they had for each other and now all was being released. James h...d wanted this for a long time and so savoured every moment. After they finally broke off the first passionate kiss, James moved down Liz; rubbing, kissing, licking any part of her body he felt like. He stayed on her beautiful 32D breasts for ten minutes or more just caressing them, lightly squeezing her nipples and licking them.Moving down her. ‘A very expensive pony to ride once she’s broken in,’ he called over his shoulder as he waddled across to the other car. The passenger door flew open and Peter recognized the driver as Pretty Boy. ‘Everything all right, Boss?’ Pretty Boy’s voice was high pitched and Peter wondered about his sex. ‘Oh, yes, as usual.’ The fat man’s braying laugh floated through the open car window as they drove off. Waving, Jennifer rushed off to confer with Susie, leaving Peter to grin happily at how the women’s. It seemed like he couldn’t pull his cock out of her until he finished. Holding her ass tight to his hips he continued to pump her full. When done he pulled back. “Ow” she said, “Go slow, you are very deep in me and that hurts.” It was obvious his long cock was stuck a little and slowly he pulled back as she released him. When it was all the way out I marveled at it. He was twice as long as I was. Where that all went up inside her was a wonder to me. He casually walked to the bathroom and rinsed. I stuffed four condoms in my pants pocket before I left as I was not interested in playing sperm roulette with Johara.I drove over to Johara's apartment. We went to a little Italian restaurant that Johara told me about. It was a family place that served authentic Italian fare, not the usual franchised fare. The food was delicious. Johara and I got to know each other better.The Safays had emigrated from Lebanon during the civil war in the early 80's. Johara went back every summer to visit her.