I positioned my cock and when it found the entrance it slipped very easily into her forcing her to moan loudly, “Oh My God, YESS!” she cried as my...cock slid in right up to the hilt, Pip was now sitting upright and started to gyrate very slowly with her hands on my chest fiddling with my nipples, one thing about this position is that it penetrates very deeply and Pip cried out as she built up a rhythm riding me, it didn’t take long before she held her head up high crying out and her whole body. As the man neared, she saw that he was as he promised: well above six feet tall, and heavily muscled. The moon cast just enough light to see that his face was the same in his profile picture. It wasn’t a face that most would call handsome. It was a hard face, with sharp lines and thin lips. She knew, without being able to see, that his eyes were a blue so light that they almost appeared to be colorless. His hair did not soften his appearance any; his onyx black hair was shaved so short that he. I mmmphed uselessly and struggled just as uselessly. I guess it didn't matter much anyway, because as I said, the deed was already done.Just as I was beginning to spin down a little, I clearly heard Jack's voice say, in a low tone, from several feet away, "My turn." A low grunt replied.At that moment, you could have played me like a fiddle, I was strung that tight. There was really someone else there!!! Holy shit! Someone else had groped me, fucked my mouth AND my pussy, and NOW it was Jack's. Thinking about the beautiful flying insect that would eventually come out of the eyesore was making her reconsider. That's when she noticed the teenagers and in particular her daughter kneeling at the foot of their guest's lounge. She watched as her daughter began the therapy on the girl from next door. The low rumbling in her pelvis made her press her mons against the counter. The memories and feelings it stirred were ancient and bitter sweet.In her daydream she wasn't Maryann Spencer, in fact.