His cock felt good not like Keith's but it still felt good.Wet fucking sounds soon filled my hotel room. I told Harold to fuck me harder and deeper. H...rold's hands went to my hips. He pounded at my pussy for a few minutes I had another orgasm as he fucked me.Harold buried his cock deep in my pussy. I felt it swell then throb. He moaned as cum blasted into my pussy. He managed a few more pumps then his softening cock slipped from my wet pussy. A wet pussy fart escaped as it slipped from my cum. I invited them in and asked "What's up?"Karen said that they were just out and about and that she wanted tointroduce me to Jess. I offered drinks and a bottle of wine was opened.Karen and I sat on my couch and Jess curled up with her feet under her onthe big chair. As the wine bottle emptied and another was started we gotto know each other. Jess was quick minded and had a slightly twistedsense of humor. We were laughing and telling stories. Karen shared someof her more outrageous ER adventures. Her spine arched again, her thighs trembling and her tail coiling tightly around one of his thighs as a high pitched whine slipped past her pursed lips.“There!” she gasped, “don’t stop!”He needed no encouragement, pushing his tongue deeper, tracing her delicate folds as he drew softly on her lips. He could feel the heat that she radiated, almost hot enough to scald his tongue, her muscles flexing and twitching with every glance and stroke. He pulled back, parting the fleshy labia with his. ” She turned me around so she could look me in the eyes. “In fact when this other distraction is finally done, I want to do something special befitting of what this means to me.”“What are you thinking?”“Don’t laugh, but this is the way I feel … I want us to go on a honeymoon.” My face breaks into a huge smile. “I knew it, it was a silly idea.”“God, no, Mom! I love it! I don’t know why I didn’t think of it. It’s perfectly appropriate.”“What’s ‘perfectly appropriate’?” Tim just walked into the.