I finally looked over at the bedroom door. There stood Junior’s step Mom. The trophy wife, Mrs. Vivian Cruz-Smith. My mouth dropped open when I hear... her husband voice from the other side of the bed room door. “Knock! Knock! Honey I know you’re in there. I need to talk to you know. Vivian!!!!The trophy wife I had put her left index finger on her lips. “Shhh be quite sweetie” I was shaking my head as I walked toward the bedroom door. I kicked my shoes under the bed as I took a few steps and get. I took him to the bedroom and pushed him down on hisback and just mounted him. I held his cock to myasshole and just sat down. He pushed up some and thesame time and it was way up my ass in one stroke. Myeyes were closed and I almost came. He held his hips upand I kind of whispered “touch my clit.” I came when Ibarely felt his finger on it. He lasted a lot longer this time. And I came a bunch.Probably the best time was when he had two fingers upmy pussy and rubbing my clit with his. I prefer the single action because it means I have to think about what I'm doing when I fire it. I can't just pull it out and idly snap the trigger. A friend had blown a hole in his widescreen TV doing that with a Smith & Wesson, once. It would have been a good lesson, cheaply learned, had his five year old son not been between the piece and the TV at the time.I automatically checked that the weapon was free in it's holster, but didn't pull it. Running through the woods with a drawn handgun is. Sorry." Trentshrugged and Julio returned it. "Okay, we'll get you in the cakes thenyou'll have about a 45 minute wait until you pop out. Remember, Tina,straight up, then out." Got it." Alright... you two have a great night." As Trent said this, the otherworkers in the room went about sealing the two inside their respectivecakes. It took about 15 minutes to have the large cakes combined andlooking passable, and few minutes to ensure they would not cave in onthemselves.During all of the hustle, a.