There was little resistance as he guided his shaft into her; she was so wet and ready, Ron slid into her with ease. ‘Mmmmmmmm!’ moaned Fleur, obvi...usly enjoying Ron’s slow and deep penetration. Ron, sensing Fleur’s enjoyment, began to pick up his pace, using his hands to grab her waist and slam his hips into her faster and faster. Ron could feel Fleur’s pussy clenching his shaft every time he plunged into her. The constant stimulation eventually forced Fleur over the edge after ten minutes,. A phony act that was as phony as my being a real showgirl named PennyBright. As he moaned and humped me between my nyloned legs and girdledcrotch I remembered all the lustful looks from the male patrons at theCabaret revue. My mind was in a whirl of confused thoughts now as Ilistened to Lane's excitement. Then suddenly his bedroom door swung open."Lane we still have guests downstairs....Oh my!" I heard his motherexclaim with a wave of embarrassment as she saw her son on top of me withmy dress. It had been over a month since her husband had made use of her body, and she felt horny. Yes, she masturbated most days, but the sight of the sex on legs mowing her lawn was getting her horny. Reaching for her mobile, she dialled a familiar number.“Hi, Ela, I am looking out of my bedroom window at a bit of prime man-flesh mowing my lawn,” Sue said, as she spoke into the phone to her best friend.“His name wouldn't be Joe by any chance would it?” Her friend answered.“How in the hell did you know. He gave me driving lessons on the sly when I was twelve years old. He used to be a race car driver and he knew all about how to fix everything, and in his free time he was at our house more than his own and we all loved him. I never even knew that we weren’t related until after he moved away. Uncle Red, will it be all right for me to tell my mom and dad that I’ve seen you? I won’t get you in any trouble, will I?’ ‘By all means, tell ’em I said hello. I’ve only been back here since Labor Day,.