Continuing to look at the man in the window, I see he’s about to explode, so I increase my rhythm to each stroke of his hand on his member. I quiver...with sexual excitement as my orgasm is building as I match each stroke with my pussy-fucking finger.“Oh, oh, oh, babe, I’m cumming, aaah “.His cock explodes just as my pussy screams for release, throbbing, pulsing and releasing my sticky juice onto my finger.He comes in the door just as I finish my orgasm, grabs my hands and pulls me up off the bed. With her legs bent, she positioned herself so her body was covering her man, with her knees just under his elbows, her thighs running along his hips and thighs, her hips resting over his crotch. She then moved downwards, until her breasts touched his chest, and she started to shift her hips back and forth, as she used her body to excite her lover, for a second time, and she pulled his head next to hers; his lips against hers. She looked deeply into his eyes, smiled hugely, French-kissed him. ......The next morning Sandy woke me up by rubbing the vibrating toy against my sleeping cock.Once my eyes were open, Sandy asked, "What the hell did we do last night. My pussy is sore as hell?" We fucked like school k**s. You don't remember?" The last thing I remember was you playing around under my skirt as we drove home. I don't even remember getting home. And I sure don't remember you using this thing on me," She added, as she waved the toy cock in front of my face.Smiling, I said, " You. It was well past midnight. Coolly I looked around the study forsomething to hold the cash. An attach? case on the floor caught my eye,and I went to work stuffing it with thousands upon thousands of dollars.When it was full I was barely able to snap it shut, and it weighed aton. Okay, now for fingerprints...I used a towel from the powder room tomethodically wipe down the paperweight, my champagne glass, and anythingelse I might have touched. While I was doing this I was alreadyplanning my.