That earned meanother slap. ?Let?s let him lay here for a while with the plug in his ass. Youand I can hit the bed and suck each other for a while.? T...ank you Phyl?, saidKaren. There is nothing I?d rather do.? An hour or two later, Karen and Goddess Phyllis returned. Myass was throbbing but the plug was in tight as ever. A knock on the door. Itwas her. Karen opened the door and in came Elly, all 350 lbs of her, looking asgorgeous as ever even at the age of 60 (Goddess Phyllis was 42 and Karen. He didn't.The digital clock had read 20:46 when her husband poked his weak cock into her; it still said the same when he slipped out, cock already softening and shrivelling, as he spent his load inside her unsatisfied pussy. You'd be forgiven for thinking the clock was broken, but no - he was just that fast. He moaned as he came, wheezing and panting as if he'd run a marathon instead of a half-minute sprint, then slumped down amongst the sheets. They hadn't even been particularly hard thrusts;. We stood there snogging in the wood, the rain coming down on us, his hand back on my stiff cock, wanking me more purposefully now as he groped my bum. I could feel my cock throbbing in his hand and the start of an orgasm building in the base of my cock, Moaning and panting, I told him he was going to make me cum. His hand kept up it’s steady pace on my cock, Feeling my knees start to buckle, I leant forward to support myself on him, my head on his chest as he wanked me. I reached down and held. "Kalola giggled as they turned away from the desk. "Gosh, Lynn!" she whispered admiringly, "I'm going to learn a lot from you about being bitchy. This is the office. I'll wait down the street in the coffee shop. Good luck."Lynn's knock was answered by a gruff "Come," and she opened the door to face the biggest, blackest man she had ever seen. That he was Portuguese she had no doubt. It showed in his classical features, his curly, black hair, and a certain Latin air, yet it was equally obvious.