He's at home. But I don't want to stop this."I leaned in and kissed her. "Then don't stop," I said. She looked at me for a second, still seemingly uns...re but quickly slid her thong over her thighs, maintaining intense eye contact with me all the time. I looked at her tight, shaved pussy. My cock ached. I took Stacy's hand and, stepping back, I sat on my couch, pulling her toward me. She knelt on the couch, her legs either side of mine, her pretty little pussy only inches from my hard cock. I. I sipped long and hard on my drink, before smiling up at him. “What are you doing, Sugar sweet?” “Oh, you know. Just loving my husband, what else?” I purr the answer out, as he sips on his drink. He raises a brow, but doesn't question my motives. I sip my drink again, allowing my mouth to freeze as best as I can. My lips too! I open his towel, and to my surprised he is already rock hard for me. I wrap my mouth around the head of his cock, the warmth of his skin to the contrast to my cold lips. "WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!Her hand spanking his bottom was surprisingly loud. He thought how strange it was to be hearing his bottom being spanked and tried to avoid wriggling around too much as the sting built up, he still had a raging erection and he didn't want to have an accident over her thighs."STOP!" What?" Sarah asked, concerned. "Was it too hard? Sorry, oh, was this a 'stop, don't stop' thing?" She raised her hand to carry on."No - RED wait! No, it wasn't too hard! I'm so turned on. Vicky pressed her foot down harder on the gas pedal and the car sped forward. She loved speed all of a sudden, and the faster they went, the better she liked it."You're in an awful hurry, aren't you?" Beatrice asked."Yes," Vicky responded simply. "I am. There's no time to lose." This Jocko must be something."Vicky smiled. "He is." I've felt this way about other women, and you feel this way about an animal." It still seems strange to you, doesn't it?" Vicky asked."It seems very strange indeed,".