Hedoes it again with a clap from his hips and my ass. My body acclimatesitself quickly, and I'm soon wailing in lust as he bumps into me in astaccato...beat. My legs wrap around taking him deeply claiming him asmine.I know it sounds clich?, but if I knew that being fucked felt like this Iwould have gotten a boyfriend as soon as I could date. Maybe it's thedip talking, but I haven't felt this happy and free in... well, forever. Ilove how my body is just a sleeve around his cock accepting his. . I don't think I should open the door. In fact I think you shouldleave or I'll call security." Open the door, or call security, I don't care which. But you'reupsetting me. If security comes, I guarantee you that I will have themready to open the door, and bend you over a table and fuck you until yourass is so wide, I can pour water down your throat just to watch itdribble out of your ass like a fountain."The door unlocked.I opened it and stepped inside watching him take a few cautious. You look nice tonight.”“Thank you, Chris.”Sara walks over and hands me a glass of wine. “Here drink this. It will help calm you down.”“Thank you, Sara.”“Why don’t we relax in the living room?” Sara pipes up.These words cause my legs to merge with my hands and shake in rhythm. Once I decide my body can generate movement, I say, “I think that’s a great idea.”“I agree,” Kim replies.As I guzzle the last of my wine, Sara reaches for my glass and says, “Let me get you a refill.”“Do you mind?”“Not at. Earl grabbed a box of tissues, leaned forward, and handed the box to her, "That's okay. They don't need to be." He leaned back again and looking at the both of them, said, "Tell me about yourselves."Greg and Sarah talked about their jobs, their living together, their love for each other. After about twenty minutes, Earl interjected, "My gosh, to hear you to talk about each other reminds me of when I was getting married to my wife." He sat silently for a moment for a nostalgic flashback. He then.