She stood a little taller. -I'm doing it. She said. -Check, press and cough. Next, I brought over the piano stool and had her practice sitting dow... and standing up without using her hands and she seemed to be getting the mastery of it, -Keep those abs engaged. I warned.-How do you feel? I asked her, standing still in front of me now.-I dunno, she said, -I feel like I'm on show, but I feel like I'm doing well... uh, I know this stuff, I just need someone to help me do it...-You're not. " It often does, I will admit. Nothing like a guy who holds the car door open for a woman. I laugh each time, because it is so chauvinistic." How so?" Don questioned."Well there are certain things in life that a man has adopted as things to do for the woman. They get this gentlemen tag like a badge of courage. If we do something for the man in our lives, we are called good housekeepers." That isn't always true," Don retorted."You would be hard pressed to find an occurance where the woman holds. My life was about to take a turn that I never expected. Five minutes went by, and judging by the increased panting and stifled moans, Malinda was now vigorously fingering her pussy. I could hear how moist she was. Paul certainly took note as well. “Oh, listen to all of this swishing. Your naughty cunt is soaking wet for me!” he exclaimed in a crass manner.“This is so wrong. I shouldn’t be doing this,” she muttered through heavy breath.“I’m going to cum,” she said panting heavily.“Oh God, I’m. “It’s going in,” she said as she lowered her pussy onto me “and it’s coming out.” she hissed as she lifted her hips. Fuck this was too much.“I love how it feels, your cock, I love how it feels in my pussy and how it felt in my ass last night. I loved sucking it down my throat and I loved swallowing all that cum you shot into my tummy.” Still whispering. “Cum in my pussy, cum as hard as you can, you know you want to. Fill me up stud.”With that I couldn’t handle it anymore. With a deep thrust I.