?With pleasure, Shauna,? he lifted her and she grabbed him and positioned him at her entrance. ?You?re sure,? he asked looking at her eyes.?Hard Rafe ...ill me quickly and deep, fuck me.? She ordered meeting his eyes. He smiled and placed his hands on her hips, she felt him shift down and slowly enter the entrance. She stared into his eyes and he jerked violently pushing her down and forcing his hips up. She screamed out her pleasure feeling just a tiny pinch as he broke the barrier. She rode him. A few more minutes passed. I pushed her skirt up to the tops of her hose, exposing a lot of her legs, and some of her creamy flesh above the hose tops. The guy to her right rose just enough to slide across one seat then another. He was seated next to my wife. He tentatively placed his hand on her knee, looked at me and I nodded my approval. Cheryl made no move to discourage him. He began to slowly and gently mimic on her right leg what I was doing to her left. Cheryl was getting hot by the low. He felt in his heart it would have been morally wrong to destroy the pictures and he was glad they still existed.Martin was fifty-five years old and he had devoted his entire life to family, religion, and business. He was a simple man, hard working, and honest to a fault. If there was ever a question about something being unfair, Martin would err on the side of generosity in an attempt to make things right. He had very good business sense and a stellar reputation in the community and he. His heart pounded as he realized it was a female in the cubical, her inner thighs curvaceous length and softness lured his masculine eye towards her crotch, and as he moved into a better position, he saw her fingers buried deep in her pussy, each time she withdrew, her wetness was evident, she was the most fuckable sight he had ever seen, a woman in full sexual flow, his cock responded by hardening, her pussy was ripe for fucking and he turned to the bathroom door and locked it, before turning.