" Yeah. Humid too." So who do you know? How did you get here? I mean who invited you?" Oh, I'm friends with Becky Thatcher," she said enthusiastically... "How about you?" Oh, my cousin Jim Jones was dating Becky's cousin's roommate Annie Williams." Wow, what an amazing coincidence," she said excitedly."Yeah, wow," he gushed."What do you do," she asked?"I'm a baggage checker at the airport," he reported."That must be exciting," she enthused."What about you," he queried."I stock produce at the. I gagged and tried to push him away with my hands, but it was like pushing against a brick wall. He pushed in then out, in then out. Due to the length of his cock, I was constantly gagging, tears pouring out of my eyes. He used me like this for what felt like an hour. Then finally he pulled back and came. Cum splattered over my face and breasts in thick spurts until I could no longer see. I reached up to wipe it away but his powerful hands grabbed my arms and lifted my whole body up. He carried. She became very hott n hold me very tight. I pull out my hand from her track pants and slowly pull my hand in her t shrt from back of the t shrt, n what i realised that she is not wearing bra too. I just carrasse her back and pullover her t shrt, she didnt resist n what a amazing scene was that she was on only track pant and with open boobs, her boobs were amazing, round firm and with pinbk brwn nipples. I gave her one more big smooch and started to kiss her neck then slowly come down and kiss. It’s the courier guy. What the hay!!!I open the door and he comes in. “Yes? I ask.“I am sorry to bother you but I have a problem. I felt so guilty about what we did last week. I couldn’t get it off my mind. My wife noticed something was bothering me and she pestered me and nagged me so much, I blurted it out.”“WHAT?” I shouted.“I know it was to be our secret but I was so overwhelmed with guilt that I had to tell her.”“Just wonderfuckingful. Now what,” I ask.“She wants to watch you suck my.