Eagerly, I gather the front of my panties and pull them up so the fabric disappears between my swollen lips. I can feel the pressure and it feels magn...ficent. I let go of my panties and allow them to rest there in between my pussy lips for a moment. I lift my hips up off the bed carefully and pull my panties down so they join the sweatpants around my ankles. There I am, nearly naked beneath the covers, about to fuck myself, and no one is the wiser. Still massaging and pinching my tits with one. 1 guy got on he table and started fucking her tits. She was stood up and pressed against the windows whilst guys drove their cocks into her ass and pussy. The guys thought this would embarrass her, but anyone that might see her already knew what a slut she was so this was nothing new to them.She was taken upstairs and fucked in her husbands office, in the bathroom and then they spent a long long time fucking her on the marital bed. Sarah was covered in sweat and cum. There was a stream of cum. Slowly, as if she was scared what her reaction would be, she reached into my lap and ran the palm of her hand up the bulge in my underpants and I heard her sigh again. “Oh Mike,” she breathed, “it's been so long.” “So long?” I questioned. “So long since I've felt anything like this, so long since I've had anything like this,” she seemed to put an emphasis the word 'had'. I suddenly realised she was talking about my cock, but I found it hard to believe that this beautiful woman had any problem. I don’t tolerate whining.“You can make your own luck, Didi. Good or bad, it’s YOU and what you do, that attracts it. You need to prepare yourself to be ready to accept good luck, when it appears! I can teach you to attract good luck, if you like.” I tempt her.“Would you, Mr. Cox? That would be fantastic! I would be very grateful!” Didi leans gently against me, toying with my tie. Looking coyly up at me with big innocent blue eyes! The gratitude she offers, gives me an erection!“Wonderful! I’ll.