Slowly running her wet finger around my nipple, she began to trace the mussels in my stomach until her finger was just brushing the top of my cock. Ha...ing been subjected to the most arduous afternoons fucking I had ever had, I wasn’t sure if I would ever be able to get an erection again! Seriously! I was shattered. Mika continues to slowly run her finger over my body, tracing out every mussel she could find. Each minute that passed her touch became more and more forceful. “Roll over” she said. ‘I’d have thought a woman as pretty as you are would have to fight men off.’ Gail made a face. ‘I do have to fight men off,’ she said. ‘That’s the problem. Most of the guys who’ve asked me out seem to think I’m an easy lay because I’m a divorcee.’ ‘That’s too bad,’ John observed sympathetically. ‘Although I do have to admit I’ve known more than my share of turkeys like that.’ As she danced with her old friend, Gail felt something brush her leg. When she realized it was an erection, a shudder of. I cant say that it ever felt ‘good’ but I was resigned to let it happen as we had had several encounters before with her always going out of her way to please me. In some way, I felt that I owed her and let it happen. She didn’t last long and within about 5-10 minutes, she pulled out, shot all over my back and stuck it right back in and left it there until she got soft. She hugged me from behind and kissed all over my neck during this. We got up, she cleaned her juice off my back and I left and. ” “Wait, Marce; I’m just returning your call.” “Actually, you’re returning his call. His phone was dead so he used mine. He wants to talk to Alli.” “He used your phone to call my phone so he could talk to Alli?” She laughed. “Now you’re up to date. I didn’t have Allison’s number programmed into my phone, so he called yours,which I did have.” “I see. I think. She’s not here.” “Oh… well, ask her to give him a call when she gets home.” “She’s home, she’s just not here. She’s upstairs.