"Couldn't tell if she was just being intentionally dense or just didn'tknow. She didn't seem too bright, but with a body like hers, brainsdidn't have...to be at a premium.Trying one more tack, I said, "Do you know Hank Jones?"Her blank look spoke volumes. "Nope." And with that she got up andwalked away, out to the deck. I followed, intensely aware that while Iwas already dripping cum from my ass, my pussy was still hungry for abig load of man juice. My brain seemed to be clouding over with. It isn’t long before his bloated pussywrecker sends the redhead over the edge into a chain of mindbending orgasms, her screams of ecstasy easily penetrating the paper thin walls of her apartment…“Oh my god!” Sharon cries out as a sweat soaked, grunting Steve smashes her pussy with merciless hammer stroke thrusting. Just back from work, her crumpled dress and pair of white high heels lie next to the bed; the redheaded stud had come knocking on her door to ask her to contribute to the football. Her body shivered as she felt a pair of fingers run over her lips, she moaned and they entered her just enough to push the skin aside exposing her. His lips touched and kissed her, his tongue tracing up and passing over her clit. A finger fully entered her and she jumped in pleasure. The finger moving in unison with his tongue, her pulse raced she could feel her body warming and her pussy quiver, as she was ready to cum. A second finger entered and hit her G-spot, her body now overwhelmed and. Beth watched me then threw her head back and sucked down her shot. Her reaction was great; I had to laugh as she gasped for air, tears formed in the corner of her eyes. She coughed once then caught her breath “Holy crap that burns!” She sat back in her chair, looked at me, then smiled. “That was good. Give me another.” After the second shot we went back to the beer which soothed the heat in our throats. I noticed that Beth was beginning to rock slightly in her chair, little sister was getting.