As I approached her from the end of the bed, Maria made a mad dash back across the bed but I tackled her before she made it off the other side. Grabbi...g her ankles, I pulled her toward the edge of the bed, then stood her on her feet. Grasping a hand, I led her toward the chair but she dragged her feet.Stopping, I looked at her, saying sternly, “I don't have a paddle to use on your ass but you keep fighting me I will use my slipper or a kitchen spatula. So, you decide Maria. My hand or whatever. Err ... faces – Baz likes bikers' slags, his wife is as rough as a bear's arse. One of the slags, Cheryl, was trying to get into my shreddies all bloody evening. We spent some time in the mucky duck, with me fending off Cheryl the Peril, then a bunch of us went on to Lorenzo's."Lorenzo's was down by the river, in what had been a real rough part of Plaistow. Of course all the back-to-back houses, and the drinking dens, had gone. Where Lorenzo's now stands used to be a pub called the Sailor's. As she her orgasm subsidized she pushed me away giving me a chance to come up for air. “That was amazing, I had not cum that hard in a while.” She said in between breaths. I asked her, “ when was the last time you were with a guy?” She said, it had been 3 months since her husband had touched her sexually. "Damn, I hit the jack pot I thought.” Our whole escaped sexually had lasted last than 10minutes to this point. We both wanted it to go on! I then slid down to her trimmed pussy again and. We were meant to be friends and I never should have turned away from you.”I half expected Erin to yell out something like not and how she couldn’t believe I would fall for that. She’d reveal all this niceness was just a prank. She had tried something similar to this before. But something in the eyes told me this was no prank. After that, the three of us talked for a couple hours. Well, it was mostly Bree and Erin. I was still finding it odd to be getting along so well with Erin. I was getting.