His response was to shrug and gesture at the security keypad next tohis window. "I hope you have the code for this thing. Otherwise, we'regoing to be ...p the creek without a paddle."Still reeling from the latest slap in the face that I wasn't who I wassupposed to be, I glared at him. "Duh! It's 5-8-7-4-2-1-1."He arched a brow, then rolled down his window and input the numbers. Asecond later, the red light on the front of the panel turned greenandthe heavy gate before us rolled slowly open.. He usually came to bed five minutes before midnight.She finished washing her face and walked into the bedroom. From the oak dresser, she pulled out her favorite pair of sweatpants and pulled them on over her bare legs. Originally she had been wearing just a tank top and panties but she felt cute in the sweatpants and they were very comfortable to lounge in.After removing her bra, she crawled into bed and settled under the covers. For about ten minutes, she texted with her best friend about. She does it harder. I spank her firmly several times as she now has my swollen balls in her firm grasp as her head bobs up and down. I feel my climax build. I suck in my tummy and thrust up holding her head firmly as I cum again. The netballers are standing in a group taking refreshments and listening to the coaching staff. The wet clothes highlight the taut young female asses and legs. My view is blocked as the woman moves to sit on my lap. Her hand guides my stiff cock in to her warm moist. I started to pump into her again, but Christine was pushing back onto me, her arms gave way so that only her backside was now in the air, I pumped harder and faster and then the inevitable happened, I pulled her hips holding her, deep inside her as my balls attempted to empty inside her, my balls ached but with a good ache, we collapsed forward, I lay on top of her still buried inside her. ‘I really enjoyed that.’ I whispered in her ear. ‘Hmm, yes.’ She replied. I looked at my watch. It was.