It wasn't that odd and I'd been laughed at before but I was wondering what in the hell set them off. At least they had a good sense of humor to be lau...hing after the morning Carl and the others said they'd had."We're sorry for laughing, but we couldn't help it. We know a little bit about you. By the way, I'm Stacy and she's Sherry," Stacy said."Pleased to meet you ma'ams," I said, and tipped my hat to them, making them laugh again."We have to stop that but this is just great, and we're. Pants removed and she's grinding hard, slippery wet with anticipation. She sat on my cock and the feeling of her was better than anything I've ever had before, bouncing her up and down and letting her enjoy being filled. Tossing the rest of the clothes aside and enjoying seeing with my own eyes the body I've seen but not yet truly known for ten years. We openly talk about the fantasies we want to fulfill with each other, secrets and kinks we've always wanted and previously talked to each. A man who was run his tongue across my labia as he ran his hand up my shiny plastic encased legs. Kissing me passionately as I wrapped those same slippery limbs around his body. Getting screwed by his impressive member.It was an alluring fantasy and I brought myself to a satisfactory climax thinking about it. It was however not reality and the next night I got in, ordered a pizza delivered and got some housework done whilst I was waiting. Once it arrived a got myself a glass of Pinot Grigio. I pulled my head back a bit to see my cum still streaked across her pretty, numbed face as she worked down from her orgasm and breathed quickly. ‘Master…’ she said softly, still moaning slightly as I slowly slid into her wet little nook. ‘You’re… amazing! I just… it’s…’ I pulled out, and lay with her for a moment on the carpet, a couple throw pillows for comfort around us. ‘One of these days,’ she told me in a relaxed, jovial voice. ‘You’ll get me pregnant.’ She looked up at me, my load still.