We were in the same position with my arms around her. I would love to say that my cock was hard when she woke up, but it would be a lie. I had come in...ide this woman six times in the last thirty-six hours, so I was still pretty spent that morning.She frowned a little, “I hate to say it but I have a meeting with a client in Snohomish at eight-thirty this morning. What time is your flight?”“I think it’s about two.”She thought for just a moment, “I should be back in plenty of time. We’ll need to. This came as quite a surprise to Ava. She wasn't fully awake, was still VERY tired (the poor girl had only had three hours sleep, after all), and was very sore. Her hips twitched upward as if to have sex, ONCE, then they let her brain damned well know that they did NOT want to play this game. "{GROAN}. Wh... , what time is it?" Four. So we've plenty of time before breakfast. We can make up for the time I lost us last night. Sorry I was so tired."That wasn't how she remembered it! She tried to. ” She reached up her long brightly nailed finger, pressed it against his lip and shhh’d him “Just fuck me, you dirty old bastard, fuck me like the tart I am”. This did it for him, if she had been getting fucked hard to start with then this was another level. Even he could feel his head starting to strain and pulse. The heat was intense.Emily was now stood squarely behind the boy, in her heels she was marginally taller than the boy was bare footed. Her Agent Provocateur bra was pushing her. Perfect. Hurrying into the basement I took my clothes off and stood by the bathroom door listening to her motions. Shower curtain. Stream of water. Soap falling down in the tub. This was my chance. I sneaked into the mist-filled bathroom and slowly locked the door behind me. I stood there for a couple of minutes stroking my cock to full mast! Hey! If she’s going to get penetrated tonight with the risk of ending my marriage I might as well give her a sight to remember before her involuntary.