Jen went up first and was let in without any issues. When it was Liz’s turn, the bouncer looked at her ID for what seemed like forever. I wasn’t...too concerned though. This happened to Liz all the time. It was just a way for the bouncer to get a good long look at Liz. And who could blame him? Liz was wearing a tiny white skirt and an ultra-tight V-neck T-shirt. The combination of no bra and a light-blue color made it possible to see her breasts through her shirt if you looked hard enough.. Ophelia answered, looking lively yet simultaneously like she was only getting less sleep. She was dressed only in some kind of bathrobe, and her chest was heaving. “Hey, hi, thanks for coming,” she breathily, almost seductively yet clumsily, told me. “Come on in.”“Hey, thanks,” I replied, coming in and taking my backpack off my back. “Nice place you got here.”Ophelia stared at me for a few seconds. “Oh right, you’ve never been here before,” she muttered, her chest still heaving, her eyes never. From the first I started my new job as a manager at the bank I'd wanted to fuck my teller. Her name was Stacey and she was an older white woman, just the type I'd love to fuck. She was in her late thirties about 5'5 thick with long brown hair, a big ass, and big ass tits that she always managed to show off. I'd get a hard cock just watching her walk by in her dresses that highlighted her fat ass. I often had to go stroke it in the bathroom after watching her.Of course even though I am married I. Then I pushed my dick completely in with force, she was moaning loudly by now:She – oh yeah, that’s what I meant, common fuck me now. Push it hard.She started moving her hips and she was pushing my ass with her legs behind me. I fucked her in that position for some time, I could see satisfaction on her face. I was starting to feel like cumming, so pulled out, but didn’t want it to end so quickly. I went back to licking her pussy again which was not tasting differently and she was holding my.