Even though she’d washed up after her last client an hour ago, she did so again before changing. In front of the mirror, she teased out her long red...hair, and made sure that her stiff nipples were well displayed. Then, she went to wait by the door.**Mindblind could tell that the woman was new – and scared of him. Her voice had quavered a bit when she’d greeted him, and her gait was stiff as she led him to Delly’s door. The door opened almost before the sound of the blonde’s knock had ended. All. Then, you go down on me and trigger something I can’t explain.”Kelly didn’t have any real emotion in her voice. She sounded the same as if we were talking about what we wanted for dinner.“It seems you’ve been thinking about it though,” Kelly said.“I wanted to get a few on my questions answered. Mom and I talked before she left.”“Did she tell you she and Dad are swingers?” Kelly asked.“Not in so many words, but I have my suspicions. Why, do you know something I don’t?”“I don’t know what you know. Your clenching pauses and you rise, pulling your hot honey box nearly completely off me, my head still trapped within your moist confines. Then you slide down again, your pussy clamping tightly against me. Solidly impaled, you pause your stride again to milk me more; several strong pulses push through your pussy, and into my cock. I am barely able to contain myself and you pause your clamping torture only to deliver several more deep strokes, rocking on my body, driving my cock deep into you.. She started to move wildly over my penis twisting her body with each thrust. I hugged her with more force and put counter-pressure to her intense pelvic thrusts. We began to groan in satisfaction, our bodies shivered and we thrashed about madly. Sharmila’s pussy began to moisten up again and I sensed I would not be able hold back any longer. I grabbed her with all my strength and gave one last shove inside her vagina. My body tensed up and then I could almost feel the gush of semen escaping out.