With a dirty laugh. He grabbed her hand and led her off the dance floor,"Can we go now?" she asked as she bent to kiss me, "He's getting very horny" H...'s not the only one is he?" I laughed,"You know me darling" she grinned, "I'm just a dirty little bitch"I drove while they sat in the back fooling around, I saw in the mirror that he had one hand down the neckline of her dress and the other one up between her open legs while their tongues duelled.I used the on board remote to open the garage. He had made it seem like her husband’s job depended on it. So, why was he here with this kid?“Blake, this is Mrs. Stevens. Her husband works for me in accounting. You met him a couple of times. He brought my dry cleaning by the house a couple nights ago.”“Oh yeah. I remember him.”Lisa put her cigarette in the ashtray and stood up. Blake liked what he saw. “Wow! You really look like my mom.” And she did. And not just in looks, but in body type. Blonde hair, big ass, big tits.Lisa wasn’t sure. We exchanged some small talk; he was here visiting friends and his girlfriend stayed behind (I think he now lived in Florida). After a little bit of small talk he tried to put me at ease and said I didn’t have to rush. He slipped his towel off and I was mesmerized by his massive soft cock. Omg my mouth was watering and I quickly stripped my clothes off and crawled between his legs. Oh I was so horny I slowly glided my hands around his Cock and balls feeling his girth. I remember well this is. . and he was blackmailing me to... m-make me do it... !" ... But, God... you like it! You begged him to fuck you!" I-l was too far gone, darling!" she tried to explain. "I had to... or I would've gone crazy!" Bull crap!" he swore, drawing back his hand to strike her.Instinctively, she put her hands in front of her face and cried, "Please, Ron... don't hit me!" Then, saying something she hadn't intended to say defensively, she choked out, "Anyway... you were doing the same thing with his.