Before John could say a word, Abdou said "Well my dear, your husband has kindly accepted by invitation of hospitality at my apartment." Carol didn't k...ow what to say. She had thought John would whisk her off back to the hotel and give her the fucking she desperately needed. Rubbing up against Abdou's manhood for over an hour had taken its toll and she could feel how wet she was. In fact in the restroom she had needed to dab at her inflamed pussy with tissue paper in order to stop her juices. She felt herself leaning into it, her brown Indian skin in stark contrast to his barely tanned one. “You’re a really nice person, Nancy. I know you and Cat have been having a rough patch lately, and - I know you guys are so close.” At the thought of Catherine, her breath caught. Catherine wouldn’t have told him what they had done together, would she? Images of Catherine flashed through her mind. Catherine’s soft, pink lips, those rosy nipples that tasted like heaven, the coral pink between her. ' So I lifted Yuko and dropped her slowly as my rock hard manhood penetrated her leaking love channel. She gasped and wrapped her legs around my waist to pull my hard rod deep inside. I slipped my tongue in to find hers while I squeezed and rubbed her big nipples together. Yuko reciprocated using her fingers on my rock hard nipples while moaning louder and louder. By holding Yuko steady with my other powerful arm on her back, she was able to grind her protruding clit on my pelvic bone. Her fast. Deliberately teasing her, I pull my cock almost all the way out of her hungrily clasping young vagina on the back stroke, then thrust forward again into her uplifted buttocks until I feel the hard slap of my testicles against the unprotected crevice of her anus. Juicy wet smacking sounds filling the office with each brutal fuck-stroke I made into her, blending in tempo with the sounds of our hoarse breathing and the rhythmic lurching noise of our naked, sweat-soaked flesh on the black leather..