"So, Jen," I asked, more for something to say than out of real curiosity, "what's your sport?" Wha-," she looked startled, "what?" What's your sport?"...I repeated."Why do you ask?"I shrugged. "You look like an athlete, and I wondered what sport you play." Oh!" she fidgeted on the edge of the chair, "In high school, I played basketball, volleyball, and softball. Now I'm on the softball team at State." Really? Which high school?" I asked, still trying to get a handle on her nervousness."Oh," she. "Mmmmmm, that was good," she moaned, her eyes looking up at him from under half-closed lids. "How can Linda resist spending all her time in bed the way you can fuck?" For her, it's easy," he answered thickly, his mind already preparing his temporarily relieved lust for another round with this nympho wife of his friend and working colleague. "She doesn't like fucking, and that's all there is to it," he added with a touch of bitterness in his voice. God, he was thinking, if Linda would only come. I began stroking his swollen cock. It was already well lubricated with pre-cum. As I built up speed, the look on Alex’s face changed. He was using every ounce of his self-control not to orgasm. He did well holding out for a considerable time. However, when he did cum he did so very powerfully and a jet of cum shot up into the air. Cora gave a little clap “Well-done, Anna” She smiled then left. I untied Alex and left him to clean himself up. An hour later Alex joined Cora and I in her. Acting tired, I relaxed and pretended to give up. I planned on trying to throw her off when she moved up to administer the standard thwacking, but she stayed laying on top of me and didn’t move.Afraid that she was thinking up some new and even worse punishment, I quickly flipped myself over on the bed and almost succeeded at knocking her to the floor. She squealed and shoved me back down, hopping up to sit on my chest with her thighs locked around my head. Her leg had brushed against my crotch.