Setting the platter on the table and came around the table and stood behind Mary. Soft at first she rubbed her shoulders. Ann knew she couldn't go to ...ast. After a couple of minutes she asked feel better. Mary said much better. As they finished the second bottle of wine, Mary said I need to get back and do some cleaning. As they headed to the door Ann watched Mary's round ass. Her slender legs were long and as they disappeared into her shorts she could see a hint of Mary's ass. Ann asked would. ." Johnny had realized he needed to step up the trashinessof Brenda's wardrobe if he wanted Linda's attention, so he had used hercredit card and bought a bunch of the trashiest clothes he could find.It wasn't enough, evidently, and he had to resort to more drasticmeasures."Brenda, what can I do for you?" Linda kept shuffling through somepapers as Johnny shut the door behind him."Linda, I've had something that's been on my mind," he walked towardsher desk, licking Brenda's lips, "that I really. Ugh, ugh, I groan, pressing my hips into her movement. I grab her waist and pull her back. Then I guide myself to her entrance. I hesitate, but when she doesnt object, I press into her. I pull out before even getting halfway in. I line up again, then I thrust all the way in. Uh&hellip,Uh&hellip,Ahh, she moans loudly as I glide in. Slowly, I begin moving back and forth, sliding in and out. Her moans begin coming regularly and heavy. I grunt occasionally as her pussy tightens and grips my cock.. I walked down the stairs, feeling dizzy and confused. Why was this turning me on? I was doing housework, the menial task of putting dirty clothes into a washing machine, and it was turning me on. I measured the soap, turned on the water, and set the timer. The machine started up. I felt the vibration under my palm and had a flash of an image of me pressed up against it, feeling it against me like a huge steel vibrator. While the machine filled, I went back upstairs. I made the beds in the first.