Her buttocks shook with each slap of my groin. She was so snug, so exciting. Leaning over her, I caressed her breast, tweaked her nipple, then reached...down between her legs to caress her clit, still fucking her. Cara gasped again, “Oh Gaaawd!” and climaxed, her whole body shaking, pussy tightening, milking me. In the depths of her second orgasm, first her arms gave away. Body shaking, her elbows gave away, her shoulders hitting the bed, ass in the air. I fucked her hard, deep, long strokes,. Try again." She sat back and simply watched the dumbfounded look on my face. "Better hurry before I change my mind." Pretty please may I stroke my cock?" I begged again, not understanding what she wanted.Sitting forward she said, "No, you may not!", and she reached out grabbing my cock and balls in her hand with a slight squeeze. "Whose cock is this?" Mi..yours ma'am." I groaned out."Exactly. Now, again." And the pressure of her grip let up."May I please stroke your cock, ma'am?" I begged. My tip spread her open, and she propped herself up on her elbows, looking me in the eyes. I realized then and there just how much of a freaky girl she was, and knew what I had to do. I licked my lips, and then, with one hard shove, pushed my dick all the way home in her cunt. Andrea squealed, and as I pounded my rod into her hole, she started humping back up at me. The sounds of flesh slamming against flesh, of balls slapping her ass-cheeks intertwined with panting, grunts, and groans to form a. " I sighed in exasperation and abashment before my friend who'd no idea of my domestic identity crises.Noreen chuckled. "Let's get Cinderella to the ball before she turns back into a dude, okay?"During Mom's short drive we heard nothing but Kevin's gushing admiration of Sheila. Not about *my* modeling work posing as Sheila, but *to* Sheila about 'her' work and career.It dawned me that this was actually the first time Kevin spent more than a few social moments with Sheila, what the hustle and.