..But it was."Well, if it isn't Laura Vandervoort," he drawled. "To what do I owe the unexpected pleasure of your presence…and in my bedroom, no les...?" She folded her arms and stared at him coldly. "First of all, you'll never have the pleasure, whoever you are. Secondly, this was all just a stupid mistake." Jan glanced down at the broken glass near his bedroom window. "Some mistake. It looks like you broke in here deliberately." Laura shrugged her shoulders delicately. "I was out with some. ‘Fuck me,’ she said, and pulled it out. I was aching, I was about to fuck this little sexy woman raw-dawg, something I never do unless I’m in a serious relationship. But my dick was that hard, her pussy was that wet, and the fact that we was almost outside and could get caught by someone was turning us both on. But finally I said I couldn’t. She didn’t say anything, she turned around, letting her dress fall over her ass, then took off her jacket — threw it on the floor, took off her dress and. I haven't felt this good Kyle since I first married your father. I guess it makes sense." She touched my face as I continued thrusting, "I'm your's now. My pussy is yours. Even when you get married, this pussy I will forever be here for you to fuck."Her words and pussy was driving me insane and I fought hard from cumming already. I slapped her wildly quaking boobs and dug my fingers into the soft squishy mounds. I held one stiff tit between my teeth while she bounced up and down while I spanked. It was quiet in my apartment, so I started touching myself and feeling my shape in my underwear. Stroking and touching through the fabric, I started to think about the time with Irene and Eva, our unexpected threesome. All of us naked, alive, hungry for each other. She invited Irene and me between her legs, licking her shaved pussy in tandem, our tounges meeting across her clit. Sex hissed into all of our bodies. I remember Irene’s voice, “I want to watch you two fuck.” I slipped my hand.