"Is that it?"Her head was bowed so that her hair fell across her face. She gave a tiny nod."Did you enjoy it?"Another tiny nod."And I don't have to as... you, Connie," I said sternly, "whether you enjoyed it."Connie gave me a big unabashed sexy grin. "No substitute for the real thing," she said, waving a hand at me, "but it scratched that itch, know what I mean? I reckon Whatsisname — the dark-haired one — was better," she added chattily. "What did you think, Fran?"Fran looked up in horror, her. I poured the wife and I a glass and managed to find an old dog dish for the floor. By the time Tina finished her wine she forgot all about the outfit.The wife grabbed her leash as we made our way down to the parking garage. I was hoping only the neighbours that understood would see us, it was two in the morning so quiet. The wife sat with her in the back seat of the car.The ride to the 24hr adult boutique was short, I could see Tina gently rubbing her wet pussy along the way doing her best not. What I like the most about fucking a woman's pussy is the feeling of absolute freedom when I do her without a condom, without anything between us. The feeling of thrusting deeply into her slick hot pussy with my slick hard cock. That is always good no matter how many time I've done it. At those times there is only us - and we are one. We're both totally into the moment and the sensations that we are experiencing as we "use" each other's bodies to ascend into a place I picture as absolute. I continued to rock back and forth and was soon buried to the hilt. She was surprised that it didn't hurt, but was fascinated by the feeling of fullness she had. She started rocking her hips and I got the idea. We started to move together and it wasn't long until I could not hold back any longer.She couldn't either. As soon as I thrust into her one final time she started jerking and moaning in her own orgasm. The clenching of her walls caused me to cum like I had never done before. We finally.