”“You told her about me?”Marcy tells him about describing his nine-inch cock to Lynn.“So you know she’s cheating, and she knows about your e...dowment. The next time you see her, steer the conversation and invite them over to your hot tub.”“Thanks for the tip. Now I want some more pussy.”Derek calls Mike at work. They discuss last week’s sex romp at the Ritz-Carlton.Derek says, “I had a great time. Lynn has become even more uninhibited since our first night. I’m glad you were there to watch and. Yesterday morning, she had tried to kick his testicles in what was her final attempt to escape victimization. But she had suffered crushing defeat in that battle, and today she was a conquered woman rightfully caressing his hefty, sperm-filled gonads for him instead. Residual cum trickled down his shaft and over her hand like melted wax running down a candle. She licked it up and her lips returned to the head of his cock.With eyes closed and mouth agape, she affectionately held his massive. My tits had been released, but now he was pushing my head back, using my hair as reigns. His balls slapping against me, faster and faster he went until with an almighty thrust he came inside me. I collapsed dishevelled in torn open clothing, my skirt rucked around my waist, my tits out as they dressed.“You have missed the last train slut, get a taxi!”A £20 note was shoved in my pussy, I reached back and took it as they left. I lay there getting my breath back, aching and wondering how I. He walked in and sat on the bed, “I’m sorry I scared you,” he said. I could hear a slight tremor in his voice. As I turned to see if he was really being emotional he straddled my and began tickling my sides. “Graham! Graham! Stop it! Oh, how I hate you!” I laughed as he started tickling my sides even more. Now, just to clarify, I am EXTREMELY ticklish when it comes to my sides. So much so, that even someone walking past me will cause me to jump a little, so having him tickling me was making me.