“You liked that?”“Very much!” I sighed.“Me, too!” she replied, sounding almost smug.We walked another fifteen minutes in silence, winding ...p back at my car. Tasha gave me a searing French kiss, and then we got in so I could take her home. At her door, I received a chaste kiss, and then Tasha went into the house, turning to wink as she closed the door. I, and my thoroughly addled brain, went back to my car and drove home.August 19, 1982, West Monroe, OhioBy Thursday morning I’d mostly recovered. She never even hesitated. It didnt take but a couple of times bottoming out my cock like that and I flooded her belly with my hot and much bottled up spunk. She took it all like a trooper.After that Brandi said she needed to get home as she needed to let the babbysitter go home. I said ok and asked when we could see eachother again. She said she would call soon. Well as luck would have it we both lived in the same direction, so when we left I was behind her for the first couple miles. My cell. I immediately took a hand from the counter and awkwardly tried to masturbate. With Hillary’s weight against me, effectively pinning my hips to the breakfast counter with the strap-on up my arse, it was impossible to build up an instant motion.I don’t know what prompted her, perhaps she took Becky’s command of ‘wank it’ as being directed at her, or maybe Hillary simply took pity on me, but I felt her hand on my own, gently pulling mine from my cock, which she then gripped and began. I asked her not to tell this to my wife or her husband. She promised same. I was on seventh heaven and asked whether i can call her on phone to talk on some exiting things. She smilingly agreed and asked me to call after lunch time because by that time maid will also go home and she would be alone. I made plans to call her on phone next day. But in evening my wife made some sweets and asked me to deliver same to runa. I was delighted for this unexpected opportunity and immediately went to her.