Matt came home from a run, and I heard him showering in his bedroom bath. About twenty minutes later Matt came in my room and sat on the bed. This was...'t unusual, we would do that a lot, we were very close friends. There was something in his eye this time though, it was more "electric" in the air I guess. He asked what I was watching on T.V. and how work went that day. Then he turned the conversation back to our three way.He told me how hot it was, and how much he really wanted to do it again.. How much is in the tank?” She says, “ I think he got 2 cans in it.” “That should be enough to start it and run tonight,” I tell her.I move and follow her to the furnace as we pass what must be her bedroom. She has a large unmade bed and I can’t help but think of grabbing her and pulling her onto it and building a fire from the friction of my growing wood raping her post-pregnancy pussy. We get to her furnace and it’s very similar to mine. I tell her I need to run home and get my tools and that. The waves pushed at her and she tried her best to stay stationary. It was a great feeling when the waves crashed against her skin to cool her off as the sun warmed her. After about an hour of waiting and watching the sun rise, she spent about two hours playing with the children that went to the beach that morning. As she walked back along the path she began to hum to herself. Then, suddenly, there was a blow to her head. She fell to the path with a ring in her hears. She tried to push herself. “Take the rest of your clothes off,” the dominatrix purred. Debra undid her blouse slipping it off. She unclipped her bra and stood naked as she watched Karen remove her clothes. Soon they both faced each other, naked. Karen looked Debra up and down smiling at her pert breasts, flat tummy, and hair mound that already glistened with sex juice. Debra licked her lips as Karen went up to her and put her hands on both sides of Debra’s face. Karen pulled Debra towards her, her mouth opening, her.