I feltpressure and warmth from her wet vagina. A couple of pumps and I wasall the way in. She started to work her hips back and forth, andmoaned wit... each push. I was starting to get into it when the can inmy jacket started to move. Yeah, I know.....weird."Bang"The can exploded, and dust filled the room. Monica screamed and almostbroke my penis and she rolled off me. I pulled my pants up and handedMonica the sheet to breathe through. If that can was a weapon and thisis some kind of gas. " Damn I dropped the scrub rag and then almost busted my ass trying to pick it up with my toes. When I slipped I landed right on the rag shoving into my pussy." She had spread her legs even more to show him where the rag ended up. She reached her hand up and grabbed the top of his pants to pull herself up. as she did she looked straight down into his pants and smiled. "Oh God that looks nice and I bet it would feel nice in me as well. can I get you to fuck me with it please." She was already. .. !" He snorted my words back at me and shook his head. "Little bro, you'd better be the first meat pie, because I swear I'll eat you before he turns me into one." My brother had spent too much time in this house, listening to Wendy's dad.An hour later, we had seated ourselves around a fairly small kitchen table. My left elbow brushed against Ms. Palnasus'. Her husband sat on my right, at the head of the table, and the two infatuants were allowed to sit side by side. Wendy's father kept a. A womans wedding ring captivated Gregg. It was the symbol of his extraordinary erotic victory. He would often kiss it during sex and when they parted after a meeting. Most of all, though, he loved the feeling of it on his back as he ploughed the man's wife, forcing orgasm after luscious orgasm from her helpless and grateful pussy with his 9" cock. After they met and kissed, Dorothy asked, "Are you married, too, Gregg?" She had already committed to having sex with him if he asked. "Do you really.