I heard a small moan gasp from her throat. I proceeded to slide my hand down from her breast, grazing it along her skin of her side. I slipped my thum... under her waist, taking grip of her pants, I started tugging down. She released her grip and stood to obey. I slid my hands to each side of her hip and dragged down her pants and underwear, and let them drop to her ankles. She did a little hop dance to get them from underneath herself, stumbling slightly but quickly recovering. There she stood. ”I asked her bluntly “You want to get it on?”“Uh, hello. You're married” she reminded me needlessly but with a hint of flirt.“Then you can be assured I have experience.”She looked around as if to make sure we were alone, I could see the alcohol soaked thoughts tumbling in her eyes then she answered “But you have to use something.” I replied stating the obvious “Well yeah, I'll use this.” then grabbed my crotch. I didn't have a boner but my bulge was enough to get a grip on. Amber snuffled a. Lindsay moaned again, more deeply, and cried out. Although she was notquite there, not yet, she was near orgasm, Darren suspected, anotherminute away, at most, the climax building within her loins, building andbuilding, like a flood that was about to burst a dam, building andbuilding inside her....A paroxysm of pleasure, so deep and intense that, for a moment, Darrenthought that he might die, swept through him, and his cock, deep insideLindsay's ass, convulsed, lurching and straining, as his. “Where ... Where are we going?” She didn’t need to fake her trembling. She wanted fucked so badly she couldn’t stop shaking.“Don’t talk, Slut-bod!” Daggert commanded her. Grabbing her roughly by her arm, he led her down the street.“Hey!” Tanya replied, raising her voice. “I’m no slut...” She stopped as Daggert rounded on her.“I said,” he backhanded her, knocking her backward into the street. “Don’t talk!”Tanya wiped blood off her lips, then, glaring into his eyes, she deliberately licked the.