Instantly overcome, Betty quickly turned her head and grabbed the blanket in her mouth as one of her strongest orgasms ever overtook her. She screamed...as quietly as she could, but she did scream. Her whole body was arched and tensed with the stress of the orgasm. Her hands were soaked, and as she collapsed back onto her blanket, she pulled them up to her face, imagining that her smell was Sarah's.By that point, Betty's mind was fried, and Sarah's was almost as spent. Sarah delved in a little. ........she moaned out such a roar it turned me on more,,,, so I did that a few more times as my waist and balls bashed to her body,,,,,,,, about 20 mins later her hubby cum at hearing her like that,,,then me and her kissed passionately and she started to claw down my back and whispered I never been fuked so deep before,,,,,,,,I took as compliment and honour to be fucking such a beautiful woman,,,, he came close and said good lad I will leave u to it,,, it kinda distracted me a little but when. I'd like to see their reaction." They may be more willing than we think," Devlin said, "but I doubt it. Oh well, mark it down as another good idea that'll go nowhere." Yeah. Still, a girl can wish." You know," the older woman said, "you're not done with Brenda. You're going to set up that San Francisco Sales Area, aren't you." After I graduate," Devlin said."Brenda goes to Cal Berkley. She'll be reporting to you." Must be karma or something," Devlin said. "All right, I'll make an effort to be. "It was great. You certainly showed yourself to be the slut you are," I sighed.Cyndi looked shocked. "What do you mean? Are you mad?"I shook my head nervously as Cyndi crawled on top of me. She pressed her hand against the bulge in my towel--I'd gotten quite hard watching her. She kissed my face gently."I'm sorry, Ian," she panted. "I'm sorry I'm such a slut. I just... I guess I just need it. I need cock. I need lots of it... I'm sorry can I make it up to you?"Cyndi's gentle touch had my cock.