Mark went to Mrs Swift's house, she let him in. " Right, because I am a woman, I am weaker than most men, I think I should double the number of stroke... to twelve, do you agree?" Mark looked at her carefully, Mrs Swift was about 40 years old, a fine firm figure with shoulder length dark brown hair, dressed in a green knee-length dress, fantastic legs and medium heels. Mark adored her. " Whatever you want" he said, " Right Mark, BEND OVER!!" Mark put his hands on his knees, Mrs Swift raised the. "Jesus, Becky, I don't have any clothes on. You dragged me down here before I could grab my clothes." I know," whispered Becky. This time she took the lead and crushed herself against Jason. Jason could feel Becky's erect nipples pushing through the soft, thin fabric of her blouse. He moved his hands over her muscular back and she responded in kind. His cock sprang to attention. He was embarrassed when he felt it move against Becky's body."Jez, I'm sorry Becky... I can't help... I mean you. She couldn’t know I would come in, if that’s what you’re thinking.”I shook my head.“Anyway...” She took a deep breath. “Jordan tapped on the door.”“‘Hey, Brianna?’”“‘Yeah,’ I said.”“‘Let me in, okay?’”“And I was like, why do you want to come in? It was already hard to go pee because she had me uptight. I didn’t like being alone with Jordan, even if we were kinda friends now.”She didn’t like admitting that to me.“So I said, okay, and slid open the catch. I had to move, you know, to let her in.. Her ass was up against a growing and very happy bulge and I know she felt it because she gave a little wiggle, which only made my cock more excited."You must think I am some kind of slut only being with you for less than a day and now I'm in bed with you like this," she said."No, Julie, I don't think you are a slut at all. You have been through a lot today and you are simply wrung out. You need someone to make you feel like you still matter, that you are still desirable and wanted. Which, let.