I guess that's the best way to describe it. Harry told me later that I had been G spot fucked. I had never heard of such a thing, but if what I thoug... of as the fucking of my life the day before, well it didn't hold a candle to this. I'm not sure how many mind blowing orgasms I had before they lifted me up, sitting me down on that wonderful weird cock with Harry pushing himself deep in my ass. I don't care for anal but with that cock in me well, I began to orgasm and just didn't stop. It got. I’m so wet you slide into me straight away, so deep. We both let out a horny cry as we finally start fucking. I sit upright to get you as deep as possible and begin riding you fast, we are both so turned on we can’t help but cry out loudly. I throw myself back and grip your thighs to hold myself steady as I push you deeper into me and grind myself against you. You thrust upwards into me making me weak at the knees and I collapse onto your chest kissing you deeply with my hot boobs squashed. Like you did Friday."Sandra stopped just past the top of the stairs and spun around. She regarded Richie with an angry look in her eyes, but a trace of anxiety flickered in them as well. "That wasn't my idea," she said flatly.Richie said nothing.Sandra's eyes narrowed, her muscles tensing. She knew something odd had happened that night. Her rationality told her that her son could not possibly have been responsible for it. Fear told her something else. "You wanted me to stay home," she. A fairly normal lawn like this, a hundred or two hundred feet of cord is okay, and it’s simply an on-off switch. Anything bigger, forget about it. What’s up?”“Uh, are you aware that Terri has been talking to Paige?”Tom grinned broadly. “Oh, ho! So that’s what has you curious! Yes, I know all about it. I guess Terri invited the two of you over tonight and Paige asked you?” Bob nodded mutely. “Well, interested? I thought that night after the cocktail party went pretty good.”“Well, I don’t know,.