She wasn’t wearing anything under her clothing and as she laid herself down on the bed and spread open her legs, I knew this was planned, but it did...’t matter as she slowly ran her manicured fingers over her hard clit“Fuck me”If it was a command or a request I would never know, I just know that at that moment I was controlled by one thing, that little brain in my hard cock that was zeroing in on it’s target. I was out of my shorts and boxers in a flash. Her eyes was fastened on my 9” as I. “This is where I do my writing, Miss Spencer.” Her tone was casual.I nodded. Mrs. Vandermeer wrote erotic fiction. I only knew that because she’d told me, working under a ‘nom de ’plume’ as she liked to say, never even hinting at what it might be. All in good time she’d tell me. It was a phrase she was fond of teasing me with.“It’s very…” nice, I almost said. I paused, searching for a word that might impress her. “Opulent.”She run her fingers though my hair, the tips of her nails raking gently. As soon as we entered the house he started kissing the girl and pressing her boobs and raised her up in his arms and went directly into the bedroom. I took one beer bottle and started sipping it, I switched on the TV just for the sake of time pass but in few minutes I heard some loud scream so I ran to the bedroom to check is everything ok?, the bedroom door was open and the girl was fully nude and lying on the bed my friend was licking her pussy and pressing her nipples one by one.Her boobs. , she went limp her body convulsing her grip loosened from my head as I slid up along side her my dick harder than wrought iron and ready to punish her holes.she rolled over onto her stomach and pulled a pillow up under her hips as I got back off the bed standing behind her her tight ass up in the air her dripping pussy ready to be plowed hard I slid my engorged dick into her, which felt so damned good her twat was tight as my dick slowly stretched her open little by little until I was balls.