"Arthur is a jealous man," she said introspectively."Why did she play around?" I asked.I wasn't really asking about Arthur's first wife. I was asking ...bout his current wife. Amanda understood but she pulled down the protective barrier we humans develop to protect ourselves and our thoughts."I don't know." Speculate," I said."I couldn't," she said, but she meant, I won't.I leaned toward her, intentionally invading her personal space. She drew back, and her mouth opened as I tapped the softness. I need it. JUST FUCK ME!”My gasp fills the shower-stall as he pulls his cock back, leaving just the head inside of me.He grunts when, with a powerful forward thrust, he rams his cock deep into me.“Aaarrrggghhh” I scream-out as he refills my pussy, aching to be fucked and fucked hard.“Yes, fuck me! Fuck me hard!”“Yes ma’am!”Tony pulls his cock back again and forces it hard back into me. My body reverberates from the impact. Faster and faster, harder and harder he plunges his cock into me.My. " Jennifer?" Bill asked."She's OK, she's getting dressed. Her positions are really getting pretty good. Her movement is not all that graceful though. She's going to need time to get that going." Monica said simply."You had her naked in the back?" Bill asked."Yeah, the crop sings so much better on bare skin." Monica said grinning.Pausing for lunch at a restaurant the trio ate and chatted amiably in North Carolina. Bill explained he was shifting further west in his trip to avoid the Washington. It didn’t matter. She was fully expecting to be reintroduced to Matthew’s finest attribute. And maybe get a decent massage in the process.Camille arrived at Matthew’s apartment five minutes early. She rang the doorbell and waited. Matthew opened the door and greeted her warmly.“Good morning, Camille! Oh, is it okay to call you by your first name? I mean I’m not in your class now so I just thought…”“Stop it. Camille is fine. After all, since you are going to see me nude you might as well.