Painfully he entered but the more I rode him the quicker the pain went away and the pleasure begun. My hard cock would bounce off his chest as I woul... slowly move up and down on his cock. Soon afterwards I was riding hard and fast on his cock trying to match my wife's movements. Her ass was slapping against her boys thighs and her boobs were bouncing up and down. I could tell she was about to cum as she grabbed the back of the couch and slammed her pussy down on his cock. She moaned. You would have thought this was an off-post military bar with thirty GIs the way they carried on. She then sarcastically said, ‘Good lord, enough. Haven’t you ever seen a woman’s bottom half before?’ They all began repeating things like, ‘Not as fine as yours, Mrs. Arnett, not as fine as yours… Mr. Arnett, your wife is so fucking hot. Oh, my God you’re hot. Mrs. Arnett, you’re so fucking hot.’ I must have always taken it for granted, but she really did look amazing sitting there with only her. I thought nothing of it and sat down next to Steve,pulling my chair just a tiny bit closer to his. He did likewise.We continued our game. There was time for just one more round before thetimer would reach zero again, signalling the end of the second hour.Steve dealt and then looked pleased with his own dealing. After thechanges Andy folded. I couldn't help but feel like I was being forcedout of the game, but yet I didn't try to stop myself as like Billiebefore me, I felt an urge to throw in all. "I wanted to ask you something." Yeah?" Did you say your last name was Feller or... ?" Fowler. Stephanie Fowler. Not Feller. Don't even know anyone named Feller. Might wanna get your ears checked."Cassie was too stricken to speak."Anyway, see ya."Cassie stared, cords of muscle standing out on her arms as she clutched her books, her heart pounding. She turned away once Stephanie had vanished into the crowd, then flinched when she saw Ned standing there."Okay, babe, fess up," Ned said. "What's.