We startedmoving again, faster and faster, until Karen grew rigid, her cuntsqueezed my cock and I squirted a gallon into her.When we quit shuddering, ...aren got off, wiped herself, put on herpantyhose and shoes and went out. I wiped myself, pulled up mypanties and tucked myself in, pulled up and smoothed mypantyhose, then pulled down and smoothed my slip, skirt, andblouse.When we came out, Karen looked at my face carefully and said,"You must have tried to kiss me, your lipstick is mussed.. The squirming stopped, her arm fell to the floor, and her body just heaved with her huge sobs. I rubbed her bottom and tops of legs and when I noticed her legs part inviting me to touch her, presumably forgetting her son was standing just feet away, it told me she was ready to get up. I didn’t miss the fact her pussy was wet. She had been aroused by the spanking for sure. “Up Betty. You have been punished.” She slowly edged herself up, glancing at me as our faces passed within inches of each. It’s my fault too that…’ ‘Balderdash!’ I giggled when she looked at me wide-eyed. I had always wanted to use that word. ‘Nobody’s at fault but me. I knew deep down very well what I let myself in for. I was jealous and hot-tempered and naive, and I made a bit of a bad decision.’ A tear trickled down her cheek, and the need to catch her in my arms and kiss her senseless became almost overwhelming. I thought of the tray on my legs at the last moment and settled back down with a sigh. ‘Hey, Anne.’. I felt his cock twitch and throb on every stroke and was waiting for him to shoot his wad, but it never happened. Perhaps he was holding off so he could fuck me. The nerve of this guy wandering in off the street, into my room, filming me with his flimsy camera, getting me buck naked, spreading my pussy open, and then giving him a bareback blowjob. Could he really want more? Well, there was only one way to find out. I lifted my head from his penis, positioned my body over his, and aimed his.