She told her she already had an invite to go with my daughter to do some shopping. But she told her since she and I were like brother and sister she�...d suggested I take her up on the offer. Of course, being a bit of a talker myself, and wanting to see her after so long, I agreed. She asked me to be there around 6:30 PM. Since she only lived about 9 miles away it was a short trip, so I figured I’d leave around 6:10 PM.After my wife left I got clean clothes out and headed to the bathroom to. When I felt that I might have a shot of getting myself into her, she was almost delirious. "Are you finally going to stick that cock of yours inside me?" she begged. I lined up my drooling, pulsing cock head up and slowly pushed. As the head penetrated, she howled unintelligibly, so I pulled back out. "No, no, get it back in there!" she screamed. I pushed forward again, and she moaned louder. This time I pulled back but pushed right back in. I kept this up, and each time, I got slightly. I told her that what I regretted most about the whole affair was not just that Norm had fucked Lydia when they were both pretty drunk because I would get over that, but rather it was the loss her's and Norm's friendship, because I just couldn't excuse Norm for what he did and retain my self-respect. Beth said she understood perfectly how I felt and that she too loved Lydia, but she also couldn't bring herself to forgive the way she fucked Norm. I made a suggestion that we meet for lunch. Her stare was vacant and mouth agape as I rocked back and forth slowly; stiffening as her asshole distended upon my movement.“Oh God, fuck my fucking ass.” Her spittle darkened my couch.“What was that?” I asked while increasing my pace.“I want you to keep fucking my ass, Mr Miller. Fuck, this is so fucking good!” Steffi’s eyes rolled back and she released a low hum as I pumped. While still inside, I stood up on the couch’s edge and squatted over her as I continued to pummel her sweet bottom. My.