I drove on past and wondered what was up. Why would he tell me to come over if he had people there? I hadn't traveled very far when my cell phone rang... I answered and it was him. He asked why I didn't stop. I told him because he had friends over. He just laughed and said they would never know I wasn't a real woman and would be leaving soon. I could wait in the house he says. I wanted his cock so bad and I thought why not. They would only see me going from the car to the house. I slowly. I was always too scared toapproach that house on Halloween, and Darren and Raffi were even biggerchickens than I was about it. We lost a lot of frisbees and balls tothat yard over the years... But Dana was fearless, and strolled up thedriveway, towards the house, and rang the doorbell. I joined her, justin case, but kept looking over my shoulder to keep an escape plan readyin case I had to grab Dana and run.But it seems all my fears were for naught, as an older woman opened thedoor, but she was. After some time she released her love juices, hmm it tastes wonderful and meanwhile I also released my love juices in her mouth, she drank each and every drop like a thirsty girl looking like water. We cleaned ourselves and after some hugs and kisses the real action started. She slept on the bed and I came on top of her and started inserting my cock into her pussy, I think even she never mind if I have or don’t have the condom.I started my real action and stroking her pussy very hard and. E. actually sleep. Sandy had turned off all but a nightlight, so all I could see was the spot in the middle of the bed where they obviously were tight together. There was quite a bit of kissing and still some quiet talking and as they gradually ran down. The final things that I heard clearly were Sandy saying, ‘I love being your mistress! Your married mistress!’ ‘I love being ‘tu amante,’ – your lover!’ The following morning I woke up early – via a hotel wakeup call – because I had an 8:00 AM.