She said the same thing.We got to the laundry room & starting makeing out. She said we had to be quick.She took off the dress & was only wearing her r...d laced size 44 DD bra. I was hard in an instant. I bent her over the washer & started licking her little asshole. She started moaning so i grabbed a pair of my father in laws dirty underwear & stuffed it in her mouth. Told her she need to save that moaning for our next adventure. She just gave me a dirty smile. I got her pussy wet just by. She strikes him two more times across his back, tearing his T-shirt. He tries to get up but she kicks him down again. This time the blow lands on his left temple, knocking him unconscious. Then she grabs his T-shirt at the collar — the LSU T-shirt Donna had bought for him — and rips it from his back, revealing three deep red streaks running diagonally from his left shoulder to his waist. When he comes to he is lying naked on the floor, two old, healed small scars can be seen on his left. She stood in front of me on one side as I stood oppisit of her. She asked me if she could look into my purse, if I was to say "no" she would have to dump it out on the table. My heart was pounding like crazy. She was a young fairly good-looking black woman a few years younger than me. She opened my bag and did not pull out the straps or the dildos. She did however hold the larger of the two in her hand (the one I keep inside my vagina, ) in front of me as she asked if I was into S&M.? (I was. I want real proof. A guy who no one but no one would ever suspect does that sort of thing." I was sure I had her this time, I'd deal with Craig later."Would John do?" Sue asked calmly. "John, Your fiancee John?" I gasped. It couldn't be! John was practically the ideal man. His boyish good looks made him nearly irresistible to women, his skill with a pool cue or hunting rifle were legendary, and his knowledge of sports rivaled professional commentators. I'd known John since Sue brought.