The pace is now set for this narrative.Yesterday afternoon, I came home after a day in a hot and stuffy office and found mother dead- heading flowers ...n the garden. It had been a hot and almost windless day and although she was wearing a very thin top, a summer dress and a sun hat she had caught the sun and was more than ready to stop for a cooling drink. In my office I have to dress quite formally and my business suit together with the usual accessories had done very little to reduce my own. We danced until the last track ended. By then, Trevor was on a beanbag, his trousers halfway down with Kim kneeling in front sucking his cock.Paula watched open-mouthed for a few seconds before leading me to the other beanbag and pulling me down with her. Maybe it was the drink but we got it completely wrong and rolled off onto the floor, laughing. Somehow we ended up with her on her back with dress up exposing her red panties. I had just enough time to note the wet patch towards the front when. I was almost regretting my decision all the way to his building. I hit the buzzer and it was very loud and I got a little spooked and almost did change my mind when a voice said, “Third floor.”In the elevator, I was nervous and second guessed myself, thinking he would probably come very fast and his lack of experience would be horrible. He was waiting for me when the door opened. And yes, he was huge — and happy to see me. “Wow,” he said and I followed him down the corridor to his apartment. He. She was wanton...She was hungry...And he would give anything to feel his cunt starved cock push inside of that tight velvet pussy and fuck her hard and deep until he filled her with every last drop of his cum.Her fingers were rocketing in and out now, harder, faster, deeper and her moans were becoming louder. he couldn't help but lean in like her feral cries were a siren song luring him, but this time he accidentally bumped the door, causing it to swing open.'Oh fuck.' he felt his own panic.