"Hi Erica, how are you tonight?" "I am tired, I've been here since about 8 am!" She said as she made a booboo type of face. "That sucks." I said."I'm ...ut of here in about a half hour." Erica announced."That's great, do you have plans?" I asked."No, just walking home and gonna chill." Erica said.I got my food and went to the parking lot and parked to eat. As I sat there, I began to fantasize about Erica as I ate and my cock swelled with the thoughts rushing through my head.I sat there and I. He fucked her for an hour and she couldn't fuck again for 2 weeks or so.However, these experiences were not that exciting for her. She never even came during sex with them. I am 5.5 and I always make her cum and sometimes twice. She obviously was not that attracted or had too little chemistry with anyone we picked. After these failures I retired the cuckold plans and accepted she just wasn't having that much fun with it, and neither was I really. I wanted her into it or it wasn't that fun to. Although I never want to walk up seven flights of stairs carrying an eighty pound, sixty-five million-year-old femur EVER again." For sure," commented Misty, nodding in agreement before sitting up straight and squinting against the light of the setting sun, "Hey, is that it there?"Miranda pushed her glasses farther up her nose and nodded. "I believe so," she said, quickly checking her map again, "Just have to find the service entrance now."The old truck rattled, shaking unpleasantly as it. "Ah!" There was a sharp sting that shocked her but then it became a massaging feeling that made her feel like she was urinating, but it felt good, really good. Erica widened her legs and propped her right one against the wall to widen the access the shower head had. She lowered it a little bit and gasped at the immediate pleasure it brought. She continued to slowly shift the shower head's spray up and down her slit until she could take it no more. A warm feeling enveloped her pussy and she felt.