I was always self-conscious about sex because I was never sure if the woman would enjoy it as much as I presumed that I would. In this situation, ther... was no doubt. I thought she might explode over how much she seemed to need my cock in her mouth. She fingered herself as if it was an emergency. The feeling of her tongue on me was blowing my fucking mind. At first her movements were rapid and almost panicked, she was making out with my penis like she had been making out with my mouth. But then. .. ready when you are.”She’s moving her toy slowly in and out, twice impaled, watching as I stroke my cock with an oily hand and fuck my ass with the other. I hold the fat, vibrating head deep, against my prostate, and feel the inevitable surge of my impending orgasm.“Fuck… gonna cum!”“Me too! God, oh my god, cummming!”Her legs clamp shut on her hand and the toy as she begins to shudder uncontrollably, something that's amazing when I’m inside of her; that memory does me in, and I spurt hard,. She had to hurry. Samantha could be a real bitch if shewas kept waiting.She rushed inside the car showroom, looking up at the suite of officeson the first floor to see if she could catch Samantha's eye and beckonher down. She saw movement up there but when the figure came into sightshe saw it was a different woman, though one dressed as elegantly as Samalways did.Distracted and still looking up there she went to the receptionist andsaid, "Is Samantha Kemp available? I'm a friend of hers." Kim?". I also gave her a very ardent kiss. She rolled over under me and my hands quickly slipped down the front of her body, open her shorts, and then slipped into her panties and started to run her clit and moist wet pussy lips. All the while we were kissing like teenagers. It was great. Her hands were busy too she was grabbing my hard cock and squeezing and moaning into my mouth. When broke for air and she said let go in the bedroom, up we jumped, I went and closed the front door, and locked it..