With his torso lifted above her, Jonna got a wonderful view of his cock savagely propelling in and out of her honey pot. Jonna moaned in pleasure as s...e felt him once again lower his solid body onto hers. She then wrapped her arms around his neck as the mother of all orgasmic trances came over her. Succumbing to his powerful thrusts, she began to move her hips in sync with his. She moaned, touching the small of his back, and burrowed her heel into his ass cheeks. The sounds she made were high. How he got into the house, she didn't question, it was a dream after all. She wondered at the intruder's intentions. She quickly discovered them as his hand went up the hem of her shift, followed the side of her leg up to her ribs, and round to her tender breasts. His fingers found the turgid nipples and tweaked them gently. Her arousal flared a new flow of fluid."Mary", came the whisper from behind. It was soft in her ear, a breathe, "Don't tell Joe..."So, it was a 'naughty' liaison she was. Lee, Juana, and Carmelita would be along soon, but we were here a little early to teach Mrs. Armstrong. We wanted her to work here.To give wanton massages.“What if someone I know comes here,” Mrs. Armstrong said as we slipped inside the parlor. “Well, then they'll know you're a lesbian whore, too,” Stefani said. She smacked her mother on the rump. My lover's green eyes were bright, her pierced nipples pressing hard against the stretchy, material. Her breasts jiggled. “Isn't that. Beautiful and smart, she was studying some sort of science at the local university. As for myself, well, I was a gangly sort of ‘cute over sexy’ type guy. Someone who had perfected the art of humour because I couldn’t win ladies with my looks. I worked a well paying but ultimately boring job that helped pay the bills, but not much else. Back to the party – I had just broken up with my girlfriend and many people at the party had taken her side – I wandered around looking for someone to talk to.