The hardwood floor gently creaked underneath her.Standing there, she felt her still recovering pussy start to spread further, as gravity was pulling a... the wad of spunk still inside her. Holding the towels carefully against herself, she used her free hand to fold her thick, swollen lips against her opening and hold them in place while she darted to the bathroom. In her altered state of mind, she didn't even realize that she had forgotten to put on a bra, and in a rare occasion, her massive. I take off my top but you can't see me. You can hear me though and I'm sure you've figured it out. I take your hand and allow you to feel one of my hard nipples. You let out a moan so I know you want to do it some more. But I won't let you. Instead, I tell you to remove all of your clothes. Still blindfolded, you obey. Your cock is now so hard. I tell you to gently stroke it. You get so excited you grab it and start to beat it. But I won't allow that. You are only allowed to stroke it gently. A slightly embarrassed smile formed on his lips."Actually, I thought I was pretty good," he started. "On the other hand, no one is supposed to know about that picture except me and Linda and my wife."My eyes turned to the picture and I couldn't help but smile. The smile faded quickly. Linda had said he was the best, and both times I had been too lost in my own orgasm to remember. I didn't dare ask him to let me use him again.He saw me frown and he tried to guess what I was thinking. "My wife. Um, sure, feel free to look around.” Following Sandy’s muddy footsteps, Mary walked into her own room. Sandy had thrown herself on the bed feet first, and was leafing through the Austen she had found on Mary’s bedside table. “And then there’s the kitchen, large and sunny, with a dining table…” Mary’s voice trailed off as she watched Sandy tear a page out of the novel, wrap her gum inside, and toss the package on the floor. Mary could hardly believe her eyes. She suddenly noticed she was.