It was just fun even if there was a lot of sexual contact. A truce was called so we could rest and have sodas. We climbed out of the pool and gathered...by the coolers Ralph had on the patio."There's whiskey, vodka, and beer for anyone that wants it, but everyone knows the rule—I get the keys to your car if you drove over here," Ralph said. "I'm going to put the dogs and burgers on the grill so we can eat too. If any of you want to help, there's food on plastic trays in the refrigerator that need. I feel your fingers on the clasp of my bra and moving it away from the mounds of my swollen breast. You growl on the sight of my tight, hard nipples. Your head lowers as you feel my hands on your shoulders, my nails raking across your flesh. You rake your teeth over the upper curve of my breast as I lower a hand to your slacks. I release the belt and the closure to the pants quickly, drawing the material aside to release the heavy lenght of your cock. You grimace as my lips move from your neck. The good kind of pain. The good kind of pain that felt great even though she wasn’t sure if she could survive being impaled like this. But when his shaft bottomed out and she felt his pelvic bone against hers, she knew not only would she survive this, she was going to love this. And sure enough, when the onslaught began and his thrusts became deeper and more powerful, the room quickly went out of focus and blinding white light took over.To the other couples looking on, it appeared she was. Finally the day arrived, and I drove to her apt to pick her up. When she opened the door I was quite pleased; petite as advertised, with a definite MILF body. Short curly dark permed hair, dark eyes, perfectly groomed with a lovely manicure in deep red. She said when you give handjobs for a living it kinda goes with the territory lol She was dressed in a black pinstripe blazer with a matching skirt and silk blouse, nude nylons, and black patent and leather d'Orsay ankle straps. The straps and.