Sherry hoped her husband was napping or had the TV up loud as she slipped over the edge and desperately tried to suppress the primal scream that threa...ened to escape her lips. Her body stiffened and shook, unable to move away from the relentless powerful jet as wave after wave of mind-blowing multiple orgasms passed through her.Finally, the paralyzing orgasms lost their grip, and the deep massage jets suddenly stopped as her finger trembled over the button. Random aftershocks raced through her. Seeing all those women looking at her cheering and clapping was a very weird experience as she’d never ever thought that she could ever do anything like this.“Come on Wendy show us all of your body. Open your pussy for us. Lose yourself. Turn yourself on.”Wendy was slowly loosening up and started displaying herself to the audience by squatting down opening her legs wide and bending over with her bum to the audience showing off her shaved pussy.“OK Wendy you are now our special pole dancer so. "Let's have sex there," I point, trying out my aggressive side. "I want to ride you," I grin. His fingers are on my nipples as he glances at the couch. With his shirt still on, he walks to the couch, which is only a short distance away.I straddle him and help him get his shirt off before lowering my mouth to quickly place it on his cock to get it moist for entrance, but I like it so much that I stay down a little longer than I intended, sucking and moving my mouth up and down while lapping at. The file picture loaded and his eyes popped. It wasn’t the title that got his attention but the picture: a headshot with generous cleavage overloading the lower frame. He peered back at the woman seated in the top-down convertible. Even wearing her sunglasses and scarf, the picture definitely matched the vision before him. He stepped up to her driver side and handed back her badge. ‘I apologize for the delay, Ms. Francine.’ The guard punched the gate release button and the barrier slid silently.