I pictured Tiffany last night as she delighted in being penetrated by my cock. I was beginning to appreciate how she must have felt. When most of it ...as in me, I started rotating the knob. Oh, what a feeling. I sat up on my knees, then leaned back into a position where my ass cheeks were resting on the back of my legs. I could see my cock was oozing pre-cum like never before. I turned the knob up completely. My insides were tingling and I could feel an orgasm building. My balls were. ”Zoey nods, “I know ... I know ... I’m just a freak!”Both ladies laugh with each other – then Jenna checks, “And the boyfriend?”“Oh, he’s out of the story ... I moved on.” Zoey smiles again. “In most respects.”“In that case, I think it’s time we were moving on...” She points at her guest, getting bossy, “You ... Strip ... I’ve got a special friend waiting outside for you...”Our guest stands up and begins to unbutton her blouse ... Before things get interesting, we cut outside to a farmyard, and. If I am honest with myself, I'd hadmy suspicions for a long time but, as always, I buried them under ablanket of excuses. Until the day I found a lipstick mark around the flyon his boxer shorts. It certainly wasn't my lipstick, I have never wornpurple, it doesn't suit my complexion. Equally certain is that it didn'tget there by accident. I have tried to work out a way, you do thingslike that when you're desperate not to get hurt and I was desperate.There is no way that it was an accident and. My hips rotated, pressing my ass back into his thrusts. His strong hands gripped my hips. I glanced at him over my shoulder, savoring how strong he looked in his dress shirt, his dark tie dangling long and thick towards the cock reaming my cunt. His face was chiseled, his black hair short with sexy wings of gray sweeping from the temples. He was so authoritative. In control. He wanted to fuck my whorish, sinful cunt.So he did.“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned, my gaze casting to the door, staring at.