"Didn't you say your ride was coming at 8:30?" she called after her.When she didn't respond, Julie shrugged and went to the door. She knew better than...to try to yell louder to get Muriel's attention. It was the one thing that always pissed her off.When she opened the door, she blinked in surprise. Standing at the door was Detective Harris. Standing next to him, with eyes gone quite wide, was Porter Wilson."Good morning, Julie! How's my girl?" asked Harris, stepping forward to give her a quick. The amount of love you still have for your wife is so heart warming. You're a true inspiration."He started talking to my cock, "I'm so happy you get stroked and cum so much at your young age. If I could only do it over again from your age and enjoy it as often as we do now. You'll never regret ejaculating too much."I complimented him for his open mind and youthful attitude. "Well, at least your enjoying it a lot now, and that means something", I volunteered.He kept stroking me. I reached over. YEESSS! she hissed as her juices flowed and her body became rigid. Her knees tightened on my head to the point of it hurting a little as she spazmed on top of me. This lasted about 7 seconds and then Shayla fell back onto the bed, gasping for her breath. I knelt up and crawled towards her. My cock was sore from getting no attention through all this. Shayla watched me coming for her and her sexy smile returned despite her heavy breathing, her breasts rising and falling with each breath. I. I also realized, with a certain amount of shame, that I was turned on. Watching her dance in this way had caused my cock to start twitching.This wasn't helped when she turned her back on me, bent forward and began rubbing her ass.The song finished. The next one started."Oh I don't know this one," she said as she tried to dance to it.She soon gave up and skipped to the next track, evidently one she knew."Do you like my dancing, Matt?" Err, yes, err, it's different. Not what I was expecting on a.