Her breasts heaved as low, pleasured moans escaped from her throat, joining a myriad of other sounds, including the creaking of the couch beneath us a... it supported us during this raunchy activity. That moment of slow motion passed quickly though, and her husband and I kept up our pace as we pushed in and pulled out of Jessie faster and faster. At this point, joining the sounds of our moaning was the squelching of her wet pussy and ravished asshole. I also heard the wild rattling of her ankle. I knew Graham liked to see the outline of my small breasts through a tight-fitting dress and maybe it was the result of my guilty shag earlier, but I thought I should try harder to please him.I am not sure why I bothered though, Graham put on scruffy shorts and a couple of vest t-shirts to guard against the slight chill in the air, and really made no effort at all for our last night. Suddenly I no longer regretted what had happened earlier, well maybe the unfaithfulness I regretted hugely but. "MMMMmmmm," her sleepy voice moaned in my ear.Guys will understand. Hell, let’s be honest the gals will too. Those that wake up in the morning, wishing they had been fucked awake. By the person that they had met the night before. Instead of him/her sneaking out while you're still sleeping. So gently I started to use her body, as a sort of wanking machine. Slowly at first but gradually faster. As she, in auto mode, started to fuck me back.As my morning woody started to get close to cumming. I. "Tammy's father grinned broadly. "I got a surprise for you, Priscilla."His voice rose as he talked through the door.Trembling, Priscilla yanked her panties and jeans back up and quicklysnapped and zipped them. "Wait a minute ... I'll be right there," shewas in a mixture of excitement and frenzied frustration. She heaved asigh when her blouse was finally buttoned.She slipped out of bed, fixed her shoulder-length brown hair, and wentto the door. Passion still gleamed in her big brown eyes.Ben.