Weakened, I collapsed on top of her.“S-shit…” I said.“It’s okay, honey,” she replied, stroking the back of my head.“It was all just a fa...tasy, right?”“It’s whatever you want it to be.”“I don’t think I understand.”She chuckled. “I lost you for a moment there. When you uttered Paige’s name, it was like you were somewhere else. Like… You were actively trying to imagine it was here.”I searched for any signs of hurt in her eyes. But found none.“Don’t look at me like that. All I’m saying is, it was. If by some miracle Bobby swept her up in a passionate kiss, she didn't want to subject Morton to watching something like that.She was anxiously picking at her fingernails as they waited for their bus to arrive, which caused Collette to periodically swat her hands apart."Knock that off!" said Collette after the third swat."I can't help it," said Patty irritably. "When is their fucking bus going to get here?" she asked in exasperation, as yet another "Twinkie" emptied itself without producing. Sometimes she liked “hurried but decorous” on a first-time basis. She also wanted her pussy to be licked on the sofa until she came and for her nipples to be bitten, gently, also on the sofa. It had happened like that once in Washington, though that was with her dinner date, a nice young embassy man. Tonight she wanted Alain to perform at the sofa and then to strip her entirely naked, carry her to the bed, and fuck her brains out. It had happened that way in Washington too. Also, she reminded. His pisshole immediately started leaking precum, lubricating the entrance of her warm cunt even more. He wiggled his hips, adding careful pressure and his fat glans slipped in her hot creamy snatch. ‘What a divine pussy,’ he thought for the umpteenth time as the warm wetness surrounded his flesh. He waited a moment to be sure her shallow breathing hadn’t changed. With an immense amount of delight he let his cock slowly stretch her awesome vaginal cavern, going deeper in her wetness with every.