Eventually, I had a very professional letter printed. As I read it over, I knew Caroline would never doubt its authenticity. It even looked real to me... and I wrote the damn thing!My plan was simple. The letter informed Caroline that she had won a promotion from a local restaurant we frequent. The prize was six tickets to Jessica Simpson's concert at Bethel Woods! I included the tickets in the mailing, so Caroline would be convinced, and we could start making plans to watch Jessica Simpson strut. Before she can even get back to sitting the other two help her inside. She is giggling as I can see they are groping her and off comes her nightie and they throw it out and shut the door. I never got to witness any action but put my clothes on and snuck over and took her nightie so she would have to walk home naked,lol. I was able to hear a lot of action but as nothing and this was for about a half hour when it got quiet,the race was over and I guess they knew I'd be back . I took a walk and . When I pushed into her body, she gasped with pleasure. Joy’s pussy was still a moving target; she thrust it up eagerly engulfing my cock with her hot very wet cunt. “Yes! Alex! Fuck me! Take me like a whore! Make me your woman!” She moaned as I sank deep in her velvet depths. I stopped when my balls met her wet mound. ”Fuck Yessss!” She sighed. Her lush body trembling. “Fuck me, fuck me! Oh, God fuck hard!”Her wish was truly my command. I started with deep hard strokes our pubic bones slapping. I throw them on the floor and look at the glorious member between your legs. I take it in my hand and begin to stroke it, never losing eye contact. I then lower my mouth to it, gently licking the head, and up the shaft. I begin taking it in my mouth, inch by inch until your full length is in my throat. I gag a bit but ignore it as you begin moaning. I continue to keep eye contact as I begin bobbing my head up and down. You entwine your fingers in my dark brown hair as you force my head down.