I nod at her, with more energy this time. I try to smile at her, but it is forced. Nonetheless, I’ll be patient, even though it’s eating me inside...“Thanks, Alex. I really appreciate it. I need to go, but see you at dinner?” she asks me.I nod at her, keeping the same forced smile on my face.She nods back and climbs the stairs. I look at her figure moving up, her ass giggling softly in her flight suit. As she goes out of my sight, I sigh, unsure if this was positive or not. At least, she hasn’t. Uhh.” She took his hand, urging him to sit beside her. She placed his hand high on her inner leg. Steve didn’t need an invitation and two fingers slid into her moist well. His touch was instant and her whole body jolted.Dan leaned to her. He could hear her excited breaths panting out. “You are unbelievable! I’m definitely getting hard now! Do his fingers feel good inside your pussy?” He whispered to his ear. She nodded, yes, tightening her grip on his right hand.Her body jolted again. “Tell. The one who wore an old A's baseball cap answered, "I was told we'd find a Gavin Thompson here." You were correctly informed," I answered, "and this is my wife Amanda. You are... ?" Scott Simmons," he answered extending a hand for shaking. He winced as I gave him our usual firm shake in return. Not much muscle tone there. "This is Marcus Thibideau and..." I'm pleased to meet you, Scott, and Marcus," I interrupted, "but it has apparently been a long ride for you folks, and I'll never remember. And getting used like the horny little whore I was, all dressed up and being watched made it all so much dirtier and hotter. Vanessa lapped up my cum and then shared it with me in a sloppy kiss, putting her tongue in my mouth, while rubbing her clit. I couldn’t have said if it had been hours or just minutes, but the man had increased his tempo even more, pounding my ass so hard I was hard again soon. Vanessa pulled a condom over my dick and climbed on top of me, burying my dick inside her.