I gave a few strokes and pulled back and she was suffering in pain. I consoled her. She asked me to fuck her one last time and she never knew when we ...ould meet again. I said no but I got hard by looking at her pussy. She bent again and I stroked her inside her pussy and she moaned.Many ladies had come and gone while we were fucking. They heard us and scolded us at the door, and went out. We both didn’t care about them, and we continued to fuck. She held her niqab with her hands and leaned. Each side of the duplex has a one car garage, one at the top of the L and the other at the bottom and centered in between the garages is a very large and private decked yard that is fenced from garage to garage.I parked my old Chevy at the back of Elizabeth's garage and walked up to the gate and let myself inside. Out on the deck, laying face down on a lounge chair was Rick, Elizabeth's neighbor. Rick is 25 and quite a hunk. He was reading a book and wearing one of those Speedo swim suits and. Mrs V turned to him and whispered for him to undo his belt and loosen his jeans so that she could play with his cock. Mr V was nervous as he was aware of the man next to Mrs V. Don't worry she said he can watch if he wants.Mr V undid his jeans and Mrs V started to stroke his cock. At the same time she totally undid her coat and opened it to expose the naked lower half of her body. The man in the seat next to her turned and could not believe what he was seeing - Mrs V's shaved soaking pussy was. Bending over, I first searched the obvious hiding place and accidentally licked one of her nipples."You OAF!" she shouted."I'm sorry, Princess Loretta." Be careful, Sir Samuel. You have nine minutes to find the key."Bending over again, careful to keep my fingers interlocked, I found the chain and traced it to the end, leaving a stream of saliva from my tongue. It was then that I made a discovery; the pearl was detachable. At least, this proved to my satisfaction that the pearl was the key."You.