"You love it, don't you, bitch?" I grasped her round hips and began to pull my member from her ass, the sides stretching as the ring clenched at my co...k.She groaned as the muscle attempted to hold me and it was pulled out with me. "God, yes!" Marie squealed. I loved that squeal - it was music to my ears. Before our marriage it was proof that her own orgasm was not long in coming and that her body was reacting to my actions. It had been an ego trip, and it still was.My cock drove back into her. "Do you mind?" I asked him, inclining my head."Go right ahead, I'll wait here." He took up station at the payphones nearby and I managed the trip by myself.As soon as I was out of sight, I reversed directions, entering the men's room, which had an employee shortcut. I'd once gotten lost when my father had been here and I remembered the kindly old security guard who held my hand as we searched for him.I darted through the door and down the long, thankfully empty corridor to the EXIT sign that. “Oh, this is so good,” he says, taking a step back and letting my dress fall into the sand. I reach to his belt buckle and pull it open quickly, yearning to feel him in my hands and not through his jeans.His jeans come off and he is commando underneath. I hold his magnificent thick cock in my hands, stroking him firmly like I did his sculpture. He is smooth and warm to my touch, well-groomed. There is so much I want to do with him as he holds onto the sides of my wet panties and slides them. Smiling. "See!" she tittered, "We slept all night in the same bed and didn't molest each other." That's the miracle of oxycodone, babe," I said. "How about helping me to the bathroom?" Five minutes later I was finished and settling into my recliner."I just put a load of laundry on, and Mom's bringing over breakfast. I'm gonna go change." Okay," I said. I thought, 'Yeah, please deprive me of the sight of a nubile seventeen year old body moving under semitransparent knit cotton.'She bounded back.