Neither of us spoke. I got dressed and continued on my jog.”“Well, what do you think?” she asked timidly.I thought, “Oh My God." I didn’t te...l her that.“”Wow, that was quite a fantasy. I never expected that.”“Why not, Martin? You know how much I love performing oral sex”.True. Not only did she enjoy giving head but she is a master at it, a true artist if I must say.“Ok, now you tell me yours,” Susan said.“Well mine is a lot easier to tell you now that I’ve heard yours. I’ve had this fantasy for. First her lips parted, though no sound followed. Her eyes hardened and she pressed her lips firmly together."Say it!" he thought more forcefully.In no time her lips had parted again and a low moan escaped them. Her chin quivered and a tear fell down her cheek. She was making this far more painful than it need be. Still the seated man did not move."Say it, NOW!!" He thought again, this time with the equivalent of a mental slap.The woman's eyes became daggers as she finally lost the struggle.. As my fingers found her clit and as I was fondling it between thumb and forefinger, she came very fast and her whole body shook as spasm after spasm rocked her.She left my cock and sat in my lap. I guided my cock into her wet pussy and she started slowly but after few minutes forgot about the warning she had given me and started thumping up and down, almost screaming. The shaking car may not have been noticed since it was parked in a corner under shades of thick trees.She pushed her tits into. A few moments later, Betty called out from the hallway, “Come here, I need to show you something.” I stepped into the hallway, towards the room down the hall where the light was on. As I entered the bedroom, Betty was standing off to one side, wearing a thigh high, red satin robe, her long blonde hair cascading over the shoulders of the robe, which was parted in the front. I stood frozen in the doorway of her master bedroom. “I want you,” Betty remarked. “ I need you and I need your touches.” .