It feels so good!" you whisper in response. "Your pussy is so hot, so wet..ride my cock, take it deep in your cunt !" I reply. You respond instantly, ...ifting yourself off me and thrusting back down to sink my cock hard deep into your soft, hot, wet cunt. On every down-stroke your pussy grips my cock tightly, as though it will refuse to ever let it out again. At the bottom of every stroke our hips grind so that your clit is stimulated by the base of my cock. We move as though we were born to do. Phil kneeled in front of me lubing his cock and I was dripping wet with lubrication. After multiple hits with poppers, I was ready. I was buzzing and consumed with cock-lust as the poppers took over.I told Phil, "Now get it in me. Make me fucking take it. Don't stop. I want it. Fuck me, stud, fuck me now." Gently but firmly he started filling me with his cock and I watched it sliding in me and I kept telling him not to stop and to, "Make me take it, make me fucking take it like a slut." I was. Oh, no. You're not going to touch me now. The state my pussy is in would just make you blabber about Alfred again. I'll go and have a shower now. And don't you join me. We have other things to do today." Off she went. A little later I heard her singing in the shower, and I relaxed and enjoyed the memory of what we had just done. The day slowly picked up the momentum of an ordinary Sunday. A list of chores which hadn't been done during the busy weekdays. One of mine was to bring a little order. "Hash browns," I said."Pancakes, toast, or biscuit," she asked."Biscuit, and coffee black," I suggested without being asked."Fair enough, how do you want your eggs?" she asked."Scrambled with cheese," I said hoping that the Q &A was over. It was over and I was glad since I had run out of answers. When the food came quickly, and was very good, I made a note in my journal to come back to the restaurant again.Since the bill was under five bucks, I expected that it was a popular place during the.