Is it hard yet?"She felt Adam's head bob against her clit and pushed him back by his shoulders."Do you remember the first time you entered me?" she as...ed. "It was just like this. I sat on your lap and felt your hard cock split my little pussy. It's my favorite way now. I've always enjoyed this way but now it's my favorite because we can kiss and you can touch me everywhere while we make love. Promise you'll touch me everywhere." I promise," Adam said, guiding Sarah onto his lap. He cock jutted. Some nights she would be busy, and we couldn’t talk much, but on others, she was spending a lot of time talking with me, our conversations intense, funny, and bordering on the risque. It felt like a lot more than just being friendly with a good-tipping customer, but I thought my instincts were pretty rusty. I’d been travelling so steadily since my wife died that I hadn’t even tried to go on a date. I wasn’t even sure I was ready yet, even 5-plus years later. I was working up the nerve to ask. We are an attractive couple and Jane exudes sexiness. She is slim, tall with long blonde hair and legs to die for. She is also very dirty and likes to be used like a slut – these combinations have allowed us to have a lot a sexual adventure. I am not at all jealous of how she reacts with other people and she knows that I will never stop her when the mood takes her. At the time of this story, we lived in a small town in Wales. We have no c***dren and live a good lifestyle, one of our. I knew the very naughty Miss Elle had seen that too!"Are you wet?" she said by way of an introduction, a broad and very sexy grin spreading across her face. My hair was still dripping. It must have been obvious to anyone that looked at me that I was soaked. Her magazine choice, the suggestive introduction she'd made and the scan of my chest all added up to the obvious conclusion that I was being chatted up. I already had butterflies in my stomach and was most certainly horny enough to be.