." I was genuine but I was also hoping she wasn't mad at me and would let me hit her up "I'm not even tripping on it but that's exactly why I told you...we can't be doing that there that's too dangerous!" She said "Well what are you doing right now?" I asked " Nothing I'm about to go home and just chill prolly smoke some, did you need me to scoop you?" Like magic to my ears "of course I'm down" I replied... As we got to her place we both had one thing on our mind, we rolled up and smoked a little. Her moaning was now uncontrollable; she was on the verge of coming hard. He started pounding her hard and fast, as if he couldn't hold it much more. One…, two…, three blows and she was thrown into a raging wave of pleasure that rumbled through her whole body making her cry out loudly, while her cunt milked his cock dry. His hands running wild through her back, slapping her ass, his grunts making clear he too was coming hard inside her. As the wave wore out, he leaned his head in her shoulder,. Come and see what I've been drawing."I walked over and looked over her shoulder. The picture was made of soft gray pencil lines and showed a classy French influenced bedroom, and on the middle of the bed was a very realistic depiction of the rounded forms of Abby's breasts and bum, her head thrown back in ecstasy as she rode my cock to orgasm."Wow! That's ... that's amazing. Fantastic!"It is for you ... well me too ... but I couldn't stop thinking about last night and this morning so I drew it. With my alibi in place I called Matt and told him I would go and then I set about packing a bag.I knew the other three couples so there wasn't any awkwardness as we piled into Bob's Suburban. I did get a couple of "You're a married woman, what are you doing here with Matt" looks, but nothing was going to happen between Matt and me so what did I care. Just the eight hour ride alone was further than I had ever traveled in my life and I spent most of the trip looking out the window. When we got to.