Harry inserted his cock back into her slippery channel. Cindy's eyes opened wide as she felt him inside her again. She smiled up at him as she began t... grip him with her pussy muscles again."Wow Harry, this is fantastic!" she breathed. "You haven't shot your load yet, have you? Your lovely cock feels so big. It's making me feel so horny again. I'm going to come again you know. I can't help myself. Let me do all the work."Cindy's cunt caressed Harry's cock as she slid herself up and down his. ‘How was your nap?’ I ask her.’ ‘It was good, I was dreaming.’ Brenda tells me. ‘Oh, good dream I guess?’ I say to her. ‘It was about sex.’ She replies with a slight laugh. ‘Ah, yeah, I’d call that a good dream.’ I said. We both break out into boisterous laughter and get into another conversation. It was then that I really took notice of what Brenda was wearing. She had on a pair of really tight blue jeans and a thin metallic silvery top with thin shoulder straps. The jeans she had on hugged. She took themoff, paid for them, and went to her car.It was only one o'clock. Charlotte had no desire to go home yet;there was too much to do outside. Since she'd skipped breakfast, shewas hungry. She pulled up to a fashionable little restaurant, thekind of place where the drinks were more important than the food.She went inside and got a table for one. The place was nearlyfilled, mostly with businessmen taking long lunch hours. She finishedher salad and had a cigarette with her second. " He sighed. "I shouldn't have come here at all. What the fuck was I thinking? Please go get the package so I can get out of here, Michael."I didn't want him to go. I wanted to suck his cock. I wanted him to fuck my ass. If he left, even my toys were gone. I'd be effing miserable."How about I come to your place?" I asked."No!" he said sternly. "No way." How about--" Do I have to take you over my knee and paddle your behind, Michael? Go get the package!"OMG! What a terrible jolt to my hardon.