I straightened out my T-shirt, and told Rick, ‘Don’t look. Just get dressed.’ Of course he looked and just started laughing while pulling up the...zipper on his shorts leisurely and cavalierly. ‘This was your idea, dear,’ he said, with a devilish grin, pulling my face toward his. We both looked the man’s way and he was gone. I was finally able to laugh. ‘I suppose he was as embarrassed as we were,’ I said with a giggle. ‘I wasn’t embarrassed,’ Rick said, pulling up on the waistband of his. Gradually her sphincter loosened its grip on my shaft and I began to slowly and deliberately glide in and out. I felt like I would cum on one stroke. I almost made it to 100 strokes before I became semi-conscious from the pleasure. Barbara pushed hard against me and crushed my cock with her sphincter muscles. She was bucking and rubbing, less than three minutes and I blasted a powerful load from my hammering cock. I held on to her hips tightly as I sank deeply into her and pulsed load after. He just stared at the small, red notebook that lay in front of him, this mysterious gift that was granted to him. His own name was engraved on the front. It was almost like it was glowing, beckoning him to open it, to control reality even more. His mind was racing, full of thoughts of Amy, Kirsty and the words written inside the book: ‘Kirsty is going to change her mind and ask me to come over to work on the presentation. But when I get to the door, she is going to suddenly feel uncontrollably. After that it didn’t take long for her to turn around and face me. We looked each other deeply in the eyes before both leaning in for a kiss. We locked lips yet again. Our bodies were tight up against each other only separated by the layers of apron. With my right hand I reached down along her back before I reached her ass. I grabbed a cheek which seemed to have intensified her kissing. I could now feel her hand by my leg. She moved it in underneath my apron and slowly towards my dick..