Mark started to fuck me very slowly. My ass felt like it was on fire. I felt like I was going to faint.Mark worked his cock in and out, in and out, in...and out. After several minutes the pain started to ease up and a warm glow started to wash over my body. Mark was picking up the pace and soon he was slamming his hard cock in and out of me. I caught my self pushing back trying to meet his thrusts. It just felt natural to have a stud fucking me in the ass. I knew that Mark and Susan had awakened. He was rock solid. We made out and felt each other up for several minutes, I rubbed him through his jeans and eventually unbuttoned them and let them fall to his feet. I grabbed him through his boxers and started rubbing him, I could see a drop of precum wetting his boxers. He unzipped my jeans and lowered them and my panties down to my ankles. I kept stroking him in his boxers while he slid his hand down between my legs and started stroking my pussy. I was already dripping wet. He worked his. "Holy shit, Annabelle, what is going on here?" asked Amanda stepping into the small room."It's not what it looks like" Mrs Jones replied trying to sound innocent."You mean your not getting fucked by a young handsome man in the kitchen, while your husband tries to wine and dine my husband for a new town building contract in the next room?" Amanda replied bluntly."Err... okay yeah, but it's just sex, I need good hot sex, and this fantastic young man lovingly provides it" replied Mrs Jones leaning. I mean, I want you to.”I never imagined that I would be able to hear someone blushing, but her stammering voice and long pauses made it easy to picture her with a bright red face. I thought of how to reply and finally just sighed.“Constance,” I said for the third time. “I said when I agreed to pick you up that I would not force you to do something that you were not ready for.”Constance’s hand pressed down on the bed. She slowly rose to her feet, emerging from behind the bed. Her face was bright.