Sometimes I join in, but those are stories for another time.Andrea squealed in delight, and opened the door. The dude almost bolted until he realized ...hat Andrea was sticking her fingers in her pussy motioning him over. Hesitantly he came over and introduced himself quite sheepishly. Kept saying that he did not mean to spy, but damn, Andrea was one fine woman. Andrea got on her knees and pulled his dick out. Man, that thing was a monster. It was as big around as Andrea’s wrist. She drooled all. Instead, I took off my clothes right there in the hallway and stormed into the room causing Jack to stop in midstroke and my wife to raise up out of Molly's pussy to gawk at me.Before a word was said I pulled Molly away from my wife and lined my hard cock up with her pussy as Jack was yelling "Hey, that's my wife, you can't have her!"I turned and said, "Says the guy with his cock in my wife's cunt!" as I plunged balls deep into Molly's hot, wet pussy.Molly breathlessly told her husband to mind. She smiled up at him.He pulled off his shirt, revealing the hard body she had felt against her before. He pulled his pants down and his cock sprang free. He lowered himself onto her, the heat and bulk of his muscled body protecting her from the storm. She grabbed his cock, thick and hot her hands, and guided him in, the head piercing her lips and plowing into her deeply, the full length and girth of his rod filling her. She moaned. He began to pump slowly, powerfully. She thrust up to meet him,. .if I were your wife indeed, fat chance of that ever happening. Just try washing my mouth out with soap and spanking my bottom you brutish ogre. You are nothing but a junk man trying to live above your station in life with the biggest house on the street and it’s not fair. I never graduated high school but neither did you Mr. Junk Man.’ (a wrong assumption on Kate’s part) ‘To think I have sunk so low that I have to come begging to you for a place to live.’ But in the end what could she do..