I’m Mark. Welcome to my home.”She grinned from behind her cup, and her green eyes twinkled. “Oh, so my gallant rescuer DOES have a name! Here, I...had thought that I had been swept up either by the strong silent type, or by some desperado who did not want to let any witness know who he was.”My thus far nameless guest paused, sipping at her coffee. “And, no, I don’t believe we have been introduced. I’m Ashley. Pleased to meet you, although”, and she meaningfully glanced about to indicate my home. "I don't think you need to apologize this time," Kasey answered."You might believe that but I am still sorry about my actions toward you and the words that started this," I told her. "I am sorry for picking on you about something you're obviously sensitive about. I'm also sorry that I almost over-reacted to what you said. Regardless of how I might have felt at the time my actions were wrong."Kasey, I want this to be said. Under no circumstances is it acceptable for you, me or anyone else to. The next thing I knew I had a giant hard-on growing in my pants. I hadn't known that her straps were undone so I just stood there staring. But then I noticed what was happening and I immediatly asked, "I'm sorry, are you mad?"She said, "Actually I find it quite flattering that you would do that." Then out of nowhere I saw a shocked look on her face and she said, "Oh my god!"Then I remembered that I had a huge hard-on so that it was almost poking her. I tried to hide it because I was embarrased,. I started thrusting myself in and out of her quickly. She matched each forward thrust pushing her ass back into me. We continued fucking and sucking for a few more minutes. “Oh God, Sheila! I’m going to cum!”, Joyce yelled out. Sheila pulled away quickly and said, “I’m getting close too. Cum for me, Joyce. Cum for me!” as she dove right back into her pussy. I was starting to get close myself now as I felt my ball sack start to tighten. I started thrusting even faster now. “YES,.