I trusted it up into her, and she gave out a moan of increadabel passion. she rode me, slow at first. Enjoying it.Then she sped up, going faster and f...ster. I grabbed her hips, and flipped her over onto the bed, getting on top of her. she moaned as I went deeper into her. I sped up, faster and faster. Just as she moaned from an orgasm, I came, giving her a massive load. she moaned, she could feel me filling her. I pulled out when I had nothing left to fill her with. she reached down, wiping. His lips, tongue and teeth worked hard to keep me frenzied and I began to rationalize my inner thoughts and minimize the risks I was willing to take. I knew what I wanted from him. Needed from him. I was hoping that he felt the same way. I was married. Happily married, mind you. I thought this despite the firm possibility that my impending behavior would make it look otherwise. Although I knew my next words were wrong, they burned in my throat and demanded release. My voice croaked in. Her face scrunched up, "he and I broke up some time ago. It just wasn't working out and I wasn't really ready to get married. So, what are you doing in Vegas? By the way, where is that woman you were seeing?" She was amazingly very calm, though I knew she was as shocked to see me, as I was her. It felt like she had been rehearsing this for some time.I wasn't really surprised that she hadn't gotten married, though I did wonder exactly what had happened. I was also wondering what she was doing in. As he told me to come in, I glanced down at his rock hard cock, which had a nice curve to it. It seemed huge even though I had much larger. As I entered his apartment, I noticed a small folding chair in the middle of the living room. It was facing the sliding glass doors that was open to the parking lot and there were no shades. He asked me to sit, which I did. Before I could say anything, he pushed his cock toward my mouth. I thought, "fuck, this is not the first cock I have seen", although,.