Familiar Mandarin uttered from Zhenzhen's lips immediately upon the second penetration. She let Consuela ease in only for a little while before thrust...ng backwards, impaling herself completely, and almost letting Angelique's cock escape. A chaos of thrusts and counter-thrusts soon followed, and not long after that, Zhenzhen's body quaked in orgasm."Keep going," she managed to murmur in the midst of it.And they did, fucking her harder and faster and just as chaotically. Two more orgasms. Tapping a finger to her chin, she continued to look around, thinking of some place that could be legit and totally terrifying at the same time. She was in the mood to be adventurous, to be frisky, to be totally reckless with her husband on the other side of the door. Realistically, though, she knew she couldn’t just let out her pleasures for her husband to hear and risk getting caught playing with him , but the idea of it made her tingle in the most intimate spot. “We’re at a party and we are. Many times I had sex with him in the office in his chamber, sometimes in car too. But many times I went with him for business meetings also and those meetings were pleasures too. Some readers have asked why I chose him and preferred him over my husband. Answer is simple; he cared for me while my husband did not. Of course I had crush on him, as he was quite handsome, strong, intelligent, wise and had lot of self restraint. He was a 6ft tall, athletic, even now (he is 60 now), sex with him is. " I wish that were possible. She was a fine person and a good friend."Gram glanced over in our direction and smiled vaguely, then returned to her conversation with a barbecued chicken breast. Ma smiled sadly and suggested I go say hi to my aunts and uncles and legion of cousins.I wandered off but it seemed like everyone was already busy talking to someone or other, so I headed over towards the barbecue pit and food tables. In prior years the Fourth of July picnic had been a potluck but this.