No boy had ever made her orgasm or cum. Cari felt strong, experienced fingers surround her entire clitoris and she was thankful for the support of Sa...dra's body, as it held her upright. If it wasn't the fastest orgasm in history, Cari was positive she set some kind of record. She didn't know how the woman accomplished the amazing feat without much foreplay, but Sandra made her climax like a wanton slut.A long, skinny finger thrust into her precious vagina and then something strange took over. Eddie's prick was instantly alert, the blood racing to engorge it, his scrotum tightening below, as her hand caressed him, making him feel that he was in some kind of weird dream. It couldn't be reality. How could reality be his boss's wife sitting at a booth in a cocktail lounge massaging his cock to a throbbing, jerking, almost instantaneous erection when he hardly knew her?"Me? Are you sure?" he said stupidly with the excitement rising in him. "I mean, you're Clay's wife and all..."Her eyes. But Gloria had healed up well, as had she. Time for more violence! She would put it to her friend when she came back. Sam did not have long to wait and soon tongue was caressing tongue again. Three hours later they finally broke apart, soaked in sweat and moisture of another kind glistened on two pairs of muscular thighs."That was SOOOO nice, Gloria! But we're getting lazy. Fight?" Yes. But later. We need to be fresh, Sammy, to fight. I'm totally shagged out after that marathon and I bet you. Almost all the other stuff he had bought had been sold already. No one in town had shown any interest in a big commercial mixer. The last time my father had it displayed in the front of the store, he was trying to sell it for fifteen dollars. No one had been interested then, so he had moved it to the back room where we stored things that we couldn't sell.People sometimes came by looking to buy stuff cheaply, hoping to take it somewhere else to sell. My father was planning to sell the mixer for.