She was glad she’d taken him up on his offer of a cup of coffee. ‘Thank you,’ she murmured. Impulsively, she kissed him, intending it to be a fr...endly kiss, a kiss of gratitude. But, then their lips met, and she found she wasn’t in the least prepared for the feelings the kiss awakened. Kissing him felt really good! ********** I was surprised by the kiss and burst of sensations it evoked in me. This was far more than I’d hoped for. My heart continued to pound as I gazed into her eyes. **********. Rivers of Rain.With the falling of the sun at the end of the day, so ended one of the hottest days of the year, and sat in the cool of the evening, a refreshing breeze passing in through the open patio doors, she relaxed back and let it stream over her. The dark look friendly tonight, invitingly friendly.As she closed her eyes she heard it, off in the distant, romancing the sky, the sound of the rain to come. It echoed and rumbled, threatening in its voice, and yet welcoming within her mind.. She sighed in frustration and threw on one of Craig’s football shirts, and because he was so tall and she was so petite it easily covered her to her knees. She then quickly went down stairs to answer the door. It was Kevin, one of her husband’s best friends. He was trying to catch Craig before he left for work to return a drill he had borrowed, but had missed him. Amanda politely asked him in for a cup of coffee. The two of them sat and had a nice chat over coffee, but the whole time Amanda’s. Her tits jiggled wildly and her firm round ass squirmed in his squeezing fingers. Her thighs gripped his haunches, rippling as she rode out her orgasm, deeply impaled on her husband's pounding prick.Then, with a cry, he came, and a torrent of steaming spunk sped into the core of Marcy's mushy pussy, sloshing into her own flow and swirling around in a gooey whirlpool. As always, she cried out with the ecstasy of feeling his fiery sperm fill her hot fuck-hole. Her own orgasm soared to the.