I am dying for it, fuck me hard. These words of her excited me and I started stroking her. We both were fucking each other like desperate people and y...lling. After 15-20 stokes I lifted her legs and started pumping her pussy with my hard dick. She was moaning and shouting. Aaahhhhhhhh! Babyyyyyyy! Fuck me hard! Yeahhhhh! Tear away my pussy! Fast! Fast! Fast! I continued pumping my dick inside her pussy for about 15 minutes.Then we both changed our positions and I started fucking her from back.. At least, she closed her eyes and purred happily, as she began grinding her hips against my fingers."Oooohhhh, that's nice," she sighed. "Don't change a thing you're doing. . ."After a while, Molly began groaning louder, and grinding her hips against my fingers more urgently. Her body began to shudder and twitch, and she took my hand in hers. Holding it stiffly against her clit, she had me rub her clit vigorously. She was gasping and whimpering, writhing in my arms, until, with a loud quavering. Still holding her jaw closed, Thursday said, “You bellowed.”“Yes, Thursday I did bellow,” Magus said. “Come on in and meet Stephen’s mother, Karen.”“Hello, Karen,” Thursday said. “I’m Willa.”Karen looked at Thursday and asked, “What happened to you?”“Crooked cop,” Thursday answered.“Thursday lives with Stephen,” Magus said.“Really?” Karen said. She wondered if she was the prostitute or the nymphomaniac.Magus asked, “Would you mind telling Karen what you normally do for a living?”“I’m a. Wait! How did you know I was playing rhythm?!”Doctor Blahnik smiled, “I was there, hiding around a corner! I almost gave myself away laughing when YOU played ABBA!”“And if my little sister ever finds out, I’ll get no end of grief about it. She’s an ABBA fanatic and I can’t stand them.”“ABBA or Disco?”“That’s like asking if I want to be executed by shooting or hanging!” I chuckled. “Same result in the end!”“Well, we Europeans like ABBA a lot!”“You go right ahead! Too much bubblegum for me.”“Do.