? He handed me myshortest skirt and bikini top and told me to take the pile of clothing out tothe trash.? The next thing he did, whileI was taking my...clothes out to the dumpster, was to work on the door lock. ?It was a double-keyed mechanism, meaning youhad to have a key to lock or unlock it from either side.? He quickly disabled the interior keyway.? I could now be locked in or out, but wouldnot be able to secure the door from the inside, so anyone could walk in on meunless John decided to. I saw my chance and dove headfirst into her lovely little mound.One thing that I had learned early in my marriage was eating pussy. I enjoyed doing it and Bridget insisted on it. She seemed to feel her pussy was so special, so nice, that it should be worshipped. So I did. I applied every technique and trick I had ever learned in my twenty four years of marriage to make Janice appreciate my oral skills. I succeeded nicely, I think.Janice shuddered and trembled several times and finally pushed me. " Soft fingertips gently slid over the curve of her spine and fanned out towards her shoulder-strap, breaking her reverie. She flinched and looked over her shoulder to find the owner of the loft standing naked, with only the bare minimum of light illuminating portions of his toned physique. She turned around to face him, "I'm glad you took my advice on teasing and tantalizing a woman," she whispered with a smirk and slid her fingers along his sides and stroked his thighs and waist. In reply, he. Her creamy cunt was grasping him firmly, clutching and squeezing. Then her eyelids fluttered, and her eyes opened slowly to find him fucking her wildly, plunging and thrusting away in a way he'd never tried to do before."OOOOOOOOH!" Helen screamed. She twisted her body frantically, trying to get away from his plunging cock. But no matter which way she twisted and squirmed, there was no way she could dislodge Wes' heated prick. He was buried too deeply in her pussy. There was nothing Helen could.