She politely declined, informing him that she was married. Every few weeks he would ask her how she was doing. Amber was attracted to Tim and had admi...ted to Matt that if she were single, she would have slept with him right away. Matt was excited knowing that Tim was going to get Amber, that he was going to live that rare fantasy of being able to fuck that hot woman you see without any attachments or complications. Amber had set the stage the day before when she told Tim that she and some. Brent waited till 6:00 before calling her. ‘Hi, it’s Brent. Where are you?’ ‘Just about to turn on to the harbor bridge approach in Ponsony.’ ‘I’m at home – we found out at the last minute that it’s a delegates-only conference, we were guilty of not reading the registration form and my resigstration was mistakenly accepted.’ ‘So where does that leave you?’ ‘At home, facing a lonely weekend.’ Brent heard Tracy suck in her breath. ‘Give me your address, I’m on my way to collect you.’ He thanked. “You were really into it last night the way you fucked us and being so willing, while having an orgasm with each of us,” Mark told Catherine.“You guys drugged me, I did not know what I was doing,” Catherine responded, hatefully.“You can deny it all you want, but your hot pussy sure liked taking both our cocks,” Tim told her.Tears were trickling down Catherine’s face as she reached for the waistband of her skirt. She unfastened the little snap, then unzipped the zipper and let the skirt fall. My hips undulate and gyrate with your hand. Your thumb stroking my clit when it is vacated by your tongue. You want me to cum. Not for the only time that day, but just as the starter. You want to feel my tight pussy muscles around your fingers. If for no other reason than so you can compare it to what will follow. You pick up the tempo with your fingers. You can hear how wet I am, but even you are surprised as you pull out your fingers, and I squirt my cum. My hips buck, my legs spread as far.