Clare went home that night feeling likea million dollars.The next couple of weekends she dressed up again. Clare enjoyed it whenshe was ordering a dri...k at the bar and some guy would reach up her skirtand pinch her bum but every time she turned around he was gone. This wasthe first time a guy had ever turned her on, her mysterious male lover,she would sometimes dream about him too. On the fourth weekend it all started to go wrong when she decide to be alittle naughty and go dressed as a hooker. She grasped my cock and placed it at the entrance to her pussy canal. I pushed inward and upwards, burying my shaft into her wet tightness.“That feels amazing ... the way that your pussy just clings to my shaft”.I started to fuck her slowly, short and firm strokes, enjoying the closeness with her, cupping her breasts and playing with her stiff nipples.“Oh ... ahhhhhhhh ... oh fuck” she gasped with a nice orgasm arriving quickly. Her juices trickling down my shaft.It was then that Tess entered. With the other hand, slowly reach inside my boxers and leave it there. Do it slowly."As I went in with my hand, I soon enough felt his warm penis in his boxers. I let my hand rest on it, not sure what it looked like or what I was doing. I was super curious to see more. "Very good shy-girl. Where is your hand now?" My hand is in your boxers, Mark.." Yes. And where is it resting." It’s on your penis, Mark." That’s right girl. Now, what do you think you should do now?" Uhm.. I dunno? I think I. " By Debbie."********************************************"Mark what an excellent dinner, you do it so well I think you should doit all the time." Yes dear,"I wanted to tell her to fuck off but I couldn't seem to bring myself todo it."Good Mark now clear the table and bring us back some after dinnerdrinks, port would be perfect." Yes dear." I cleaned off the table and put the dishes in thedishwasher and put 2 glasses of port and grabbed my cigarette case andreturned to the dinning.