....as I am writing this my pussy is soaking wet,..... so I'll go into a little more detail on what happened the last time..... my husband said I woul... find going with a stranger to be some of the best sex I had ever had, and he wasn't wrong. The vivid memory of my first passionate kiss as I sat next to him in the back of his car, the feel of his hands on my breasts, it took a little nerve for me to start feeling his cock through his jeans but as soon as my tongue was in his mouth and my hand. I lowered my head to the bed. The sensation was driving e nuts. I could feel my own cock getting harder. Almost if she read my mind, she reached around and grabbed hard onto my cock with her hand. She began stroking my cock in rhythm with the thrusts of her rubber cock into my ass. The sensation of having her fuck me the ass and yanking my cock sent my levels of ecstasy I never experienced before. I thought I was going to lose my load right then but Allison suddenly stopped. She pulled the. ‘I’m sorry Mrs. Roberts but I’m afraid your husband and I are getting nowhere, I suggested to him that you both may with to talk to Jason again before we speak again, so it would be better all round if I leave you in peace for now’Whilst I was speaking Annie Roberts had placed the collection of horse tack beside her feet and only what appeared to be a leather saddle belt remained in her hands.‘I think not Susan’ she told me. Bemused by her words perhaps I was too slow, probably though it was. He stands up and twists off his T-shirt over his head and then slowly unbuttons his jeans, shucking them and lifting her hands one by one and applying paint to the insides of her palms. ‘Your turn, sweetness. Finger painting.’ He lifts her easily and slides hard into her suddenly, turning against a bare wall and slamming her up against it. Her hands come around to brace herself against his shoulders, leaving red handprints against his sweat-dappled skin. Opening her eyes she digs her.