I don’t have to ride a half ton of highly powerful, incredibly stupid meat to earn money.”“Then we turn to the second option.” She raised her ...oice. “Portia, where’s that fucking Champagne?” She lowered it again. “The second option may be seen as a tad beneath an actress of your standing.”“Don’t take the piss.”She carried on as if I had said nothing, “But, for reasons I will explain, I think it would be good.” The Champagne arrived, ready poured and we did the cheers bit then she continued as,. We would both orgasm every morning before I went to work and before she went to school. My boss treated me well these days. The events of that special night had humbled him and he almost seemed to view me as some type of hero. He was always suggesting another double date. I figured we could give him another show soon but not just yet. Life was good... Actually life was perfect and today was my birthday. All I wanted was to spend the weekend with my daughter and lover. --------------------- I. I was ashamed, I was embarrassed, and my erection was resurgent. How could this be happening to me, and how come I was enjoying it? I soon realized that Natalie had put on a strap on cock and was pegging me. I figured it out when she bottomed out into my ass and I could feel her skin pressed against mine. She didn't give me much time to get used to the invasion before she started fucking me, moving the silicone cock in and out of me in strong thrusts. I tried to be quiet, but it hurt, and I was. She groaned loudly as I did and stopped stroking my prick, just gripping it tightly as if to anchor herself to me and not float away. She hugged her body up against mine and shivered with yet another orgasm. Smaller this time but no less satisfying for her, and me. I get a great deal of pleasure knowing my partner is deriving pleasure from all I do.Sandra’s body softened and she sat up. ‘Time to get naked.' That said, she raised her legs together while sliding her soaking panties up her legs.