“Why don’t you imagine it is your wife’s virgin ass you are fucking then? Why don’t you imagine you got her drunk enough to let you do it, and...you want to show her who is the boss, huh? That is…if you have it in you; After all, she won’t let you cum in her mouth, and she won’t let you fuck her tight ass. Show me who’s boss tonight.” Her taunting was all he needed. Phil’s hands dropped to Serena’s hips and he pulled her firmly back onto him while thrusting forward. In one move he buried almost. "Thank you for fixing my drain," she whispered. Then she leaned forward and kissed me. It wasn't really a kiss, I suppose. It was more of a peck. But she pressed her warm lips firmly against mine, and it was a very drawn out peck. I felt something brush against the front of my jeans too, but it might have been my imagination. She turned me around and gave me a gentle push towards her bedroom door."Close it when you leave," she whispered.I didn't. I'm surprised I could even make it out of the. So I waited for her at the dining table and she came with a plate of dinner and she sat on my lap facing me. She fed me and I also fed her, while we were feeding each other she was slowly grinding my cock as our naked bodies made my cock hard again. I was holding her boobs in between and pressing them. While I press her boobs she would give pressure on my cock and that was an amazing feeling.As we finished our dinner she went to keep the dish and I washed my face and hands and came and sat on. By the time he was done, the ladies were waiting. Each grabbed a soda and sandwich, and Joe grabbed a bag of chips, and they headed out.Once in the rental car, Joe feeling like a chauffeur with the two ladies in the back, Celia finally asked Jane, “Why did you thank me?”“Because you helped me cum with Eddie,” Jane blushed. “I think it was the position, me not facing him, but I wasn’t getting off.”Celia nodded.“I thought it would be the best, being Eddie and his thick cock. But it wasn’t,” Jane.