As she felt the tip penetrate her, she sat down in one complete movement taking his cock the full length into her. She moaned as she felt his cock fil... her and push deep past the walls. Her pussy closed around his cock and she could feel her walls contract as if they were trying to suck him deeper. She ground her hips from side to side, feeling his cock rub different areas of her tunnel. She was going to make him cum again because she wanted to cum with him. Her plan to interrogate him would. .. on your cock? It's what you wanted, isn't it, Paul... You wanted to slide your cock into my pussy full of cum? Ohhh... fuck... Does it make you want to cum... knowing my pussy is hot from his cock? Knowing he fucked me... and he's going to fuck me again.." And it did. My mind shifted from thoughts of David and his growing cock, to the wicked, sluty, wonderful woman, shoving her pussy back against me. "Uhhhh.... Fuckkkk... Does it make you hard, Babe? Uhh... does it make you want to .... " Yes, I do, little girl, and if you are very, very good, I will show you my naughty ones. Now come sit and enjoy this non-panther piss wine and let's chat."She looked at the label on the bottle and squealed, "Pinot Grigio, one of my favorites. How did you know?" I didn't; however, it's also one of mine."I served the wine, then removed my jacket, kicked off my shoes, and sat next to her."Salud!" I toasted as I sat on an angle so that I could feast my eyes on her beauty. She clinked her glass. He was just grinning as he leaned back in his chair, a Maxim magazine held loosely in his hands.The last was the oldest one named Memo. He was old enough to be their father with short black hair that grayed on the sides, a graying mustache and beard, and a round stomach that hinted to his continuous love of beer. He was also dressed casually, a can of alcohol in his hand as he leaned in through the door to see a soccer game that was playing on the TV. You can only shake your head and ignore.