He stood up, pulled up his sweat-pants, went to the kitchen, and drank some of his coffee. He heard the bathroom door open and returned to the living ...oom. Marya, wearing his bathrobe, was standing with her back to him, her attention apparently directed out his window. Encouraged by the fact she hadn’t gotten dressed, Ben walked over behind her, put his arms around her and was pleasantly surprised when she leaned back against him. ‘I…I’ve never slept with anyone other than my husband before,’. "Okay, lover."She quickly assumed Rhonda's vacated position and sank down on his still rigid cock. He powered up into her, and as he withdrew for another lunge she thrust down right after him, barely letting him get an inch or two back out of her tight pussy before she basically went nuts on him, grinding, squeezing, thrusting, circling, using every trick she knew to release the pressure that Rhonda had built up and left unreleased inside her man.She quickly pulled him over the edge. He cried. ’ I knew what was coming. A bit reluctantly I did as she said. She pushed me over one of the benches. Shed pulled down my pants all the way to the ground. My ass was now fully exposed and opened to her. I was afraid. I had never before had anything put up my ass hole. She took her stance right behind me. I could feel the tip of her cock touching the edge of my hole. With her left hand she grabbed my hip, with her other she started to gently insert her dick in my ass. I could feel the head of. “Says the guy that’s been wearing out the rim all day, when he wasn’t putting up air-balls. You look good, Mikki; you’ve played some, obviously?”Rick answered, “You could say that. She was a starter at small forward in her junior and senior years at Wisconsin – made the NCAA’s that last year, got to the Sweet Sixteen. That was seven years ago, but she’s still got it.”I smiled appreciatively. “Ah, see, now that’s the kind of thing you keep to yourself until after the bets are laid. It’s what’s.