Her sexual tension was immediate now; probably a result of the long stressful week with little emotional outlet and her hands danced quickly and confi...ently over her breasts, nipples and toward her belly. Shivers ran up her spine and the anticipation of sexual release quickly grew. She thought of Blackswift, imaging his taught body pressing against her skin, his manhood growing erect and pressing against her thigh. It was almost as if he were here. "Carson", she thought, automatically thinking. I heard the throaty desire in her voice.“I bet you just want to fuck me.” I wiggled my rump. “Just do it. Drive that futa-cock into me. It'll be so great.”“Yes! Out of the way!”The two MILF's let me go moments before Chloe pounced on me. Her left hand planted on my lower back, pinning me in place. Her cock smacked into my rump. She spanked me with it a few times, the fleshy shaft drumming from my right cheek to my left. The pain swept through me, but I didn't mind. I was getting so turned on. The only thing I can say is I didn’t make any promises to you in that regard any more than I made promises to Tasha. Is that a problem?”“You evading the question is the problem,” Janey said. “It’s a simple question, Mike.”“And an irrelevant one because we aren’t steady.”“Would you accept that answer from ME?”“If you hadn’t told me you weren’t doing that and didn’t feel right doing it, then yes, I would. But if you remember, I didn’t ask because it’s not my business, at least not yet.”“You. "We followed Ericka across town until she pulled up and parked in front of Blackie's Sports Bar and Grill. She was already inside by the time I paid off the cab driver and got my duffel bag out of the trunk. I carried my bag over to the Accord meaning to toss it inside on the back seat, but it was locked so I headed into the bar. I saw Ericka sitting at the bar talking to a man who was standing next to her and showing her something from his wallet. I saw her nod her head yes to something he.