“Carol, swing around and fuck me now!” It took shorter than usual for her to settle down on to my flag pole. She seemed much wetter but tighter th...n usual. We both let out huge groans as she bottomed out against my pubic hair. It took a few strokes to get our rhythm going. She had her hand down frigging her clit at a fever pitch. I put my hands behind her back and pulled her boobs toward my mouth. It was terrific I felt as if I when kissing her nipple's I could feel her pussy clamp down on my. I’m going to tell Mom and Dad how I saw you and Matt smoking pot in the basement.”She tensed slightly and my legs forced her legs open. “Now sweet sister let’s see how good you fuck.” My one hand held her wrists and my legs had her legs wide open. I was finding I was quite turned on and my cock already hard lay in the crack of her ass. I then guided my cock into her wet pussy. She squirmed in mock protest but I held her firm. Sliding my cock into her I began to thrust and stab my cock into her.. I called into work, took the day off, and went to the local booths, spending time at various glory holes within but it wasn't doing it for me.I texted a few hookups in the area and while they gladly came by and got themselves off it wasn't doing it either. I kept feeling that itch that couldn't be scratched and it was starting to annoy me.As evening rolled around I found myself in front of my computer on Craigslist, browsing through the Casual Encounters section. Nothing really jumped out at me. We entered and she told me to wait in the foyer while she got a vase for the flowers. April lived in a Victorian Brownstone, complete with the traditional oak molding and intricate paint schemes. It was well appointed with just the right amount of furniture, artwork, and accessories. The place was not overdone simply very tasteful. Upon her return, she took me on a brief tour leading me into her TV room. It was a large room on the first floor with a roll-top desk, a leather reading chair a big.