The entire drive home I wondered at how uninhibited I had been, I toldeveryone who asked what I was doing and everyone was supportive...againcommissio...s...I wonder? As I pulled into the underground parking in mybuilding I suddenly realized that I'd have to make at least five tripsthrough the lobby to and from the penthouse, carrying stuffed shoppingbags from some of the best ladies shops in the state, while passing"Mr. Wellgoodmorning" every time.'No relax', I thought, that was at least seven. Pat took if off and we walked out of the airport. He said he had a car, not to worry about transportation. He asked me if I wanted to call anyone or if I would like to go have a drink. I told him I could call my friends later, and lets go have a drink. We got into his car and he took me to a very nice restaurant/bar. We went in and sat in a booth. I wanted to touch him immediately, so I put my hand on his leg. We both ordered a JB & water. I felt something from touching him that I had never. I watched for five minutes as the guy behind kept pounding into her; each forward thrust would take her feet off the floor and when he pulled back they would touch the floor again. Finally the man behind her pumped his load into her pussy (I found out later that it wasn't her pussy - she was taking it up the old Hershey Highway) pulled out and started to get dressed. He too said:"See you at work" and left.The guy lying on the sofa pulled her over the back of the sofa, moved between her legs and. She'd always loved how Philip could bring her off so well with his hands and his mouth. She wanted to cum badly and Mary could almost tell that she was pregnant again because she was finding herself increasingly horny all the time. She'd known from her earlier pregnancies that was always true.As Philip really got into eating her hot pussy, Mary's hand slid down to his head and she began bucking her pussy up firmly against his probing lips. Her hands were firmly on his head, letting him know.