I stood there holding my cock, giving it a slight jerk every 15 seconds, unsure of my role at the moment. However, Kelcy provided the instruction I ne...ded. “John, go in my ass.”So I positioned myself behind her and slowly pushed my cock into her ass as she stopped riding to let me in. Then once I was in she picked up pace again. That was it, I wasn’t going to last long in that tight ass. After less than 30 seconds of her bouncing on both of our cocks, I pulled out of her ass and shot my load. For her part, she said to Melissa, "There is something making me horny. My pussy feels like I need to use it." You talk dirty," Melissa said, with a smile. "Want some more coffee?"Jodi had more on her mind, then Melissa imagined. Jerry, her husband, was a good guy, but lacked imagination. They had been married for five years, but had not traveled much, or partied at all. Jodi was hot for some excitement, maybe even a fling. You know, a good fuck by a stranger. Her trip to visit Melissa was her. "And what do you intend to do to me now?" Frank played along."To teach you how to make love to me," she laughed."I believe I know know how," he chuckled."Au contraire Mr. Maloue. This is one tigress you have yet to tame. You may have the knowledge on how to please a woman of the street, but not your wife." With that she grabbed his cock and squeezed it as tightly as she could. She knew that men loved that. She turned and took it in her mouth.This shocked him. He had thought that all he had to. He cleared his throat, "Constable Le June, you are in a lot of trouble." What do you mean, sir?" her stomach did flip flops. The scrambled eggs Gladys made just an hour before was turning sour in her stomach."You recovered those bodies about seven years ago just south of Bear Lake, did you not?" Yes sir," she admitted."In your report you never mentioned there was a woman in that vehicle." If you read down to the end, sir. You'll see that there was a Cynthia in that van. I can't recall her last.