“Please Sir, slide your massive member into my sopping wet, eager and willing vagina”“okay I will fuck you” she groaned in joy as I slowly sli... my ten inches into her tight wet hole the nails in my ass digging in even more. I rose to my knees and grabbed her ankles holding them in the air as I slid in all the way then pulled all but the head out with each slow, long stroke. Her hands now limp on the floor and her hair all over her face and fanned over the floor behind her as I slowly drilled. I often wondered what they did all day. The thought of knowing they might be doing anything more than chatting was intriguing.And so it was, one day, not too many days back, I decided to sneak home in the middle of the work day, just to see what was going on. I really didn’t expect to find anything untoward, but secretly hoped I’d walk in on a love-making session.I parked down the street and walked into my backyard through an unlocked gate. I stealthily slid open the sliding glass door to the. I coat his cock, knowing it’s just warm enough to melt, but not enough to hurt. He groans out, he knows what I have in mind. The layer of chocolate is thick, and running down his shaft, over his balls and between his thighs. The mess is totally worth it. I lie between his legs, kicking my legs up, swinging them back and forth. I watch the chocolate ooze down him, teasing myself for a long moment. The tip of my tongue touches the base of his cock, and slowly I begin to drag it upwards. The. Rozelle was showering and getting ready for the day. And yes, as soon as I’d come into her the night before I’d gotten the third degree. Without any undue emotionality, I told her the story. She’d been supportive and offered that we’d see what we would see today, Sunday. And then we’d had sex and that was very very good. Oh yeah.At any rate, I’d gotten up early I had to have my coffee and maybe some quiet time before the hullaballoo. Stacey surprised me coming up behind me.“Got an extra cup?”.