Dark hair. I would guess 34C bra cup. She lived in a smallish country town where everyone knew everyone else and no one would know me.I parked at the...only parking space I could find on the ground floor. It was opposite the exit door of the supermarket, so lots of comings and going. We had chatted for 1/2 hr when I asked "May I put my hand on your knee?" "yes" I put my hand on her knee. "May I put my hand up your skirt?" "yes" So I slid my hand up the inside of her thigh. Ann was wearing hold. I am one of those guys who can cum multiple times in a session and usually leave the women in a haze when I leave them. So to the story.So there I was pounding this Married Lady while her friend was in the kitchen Putting the Kettle on and making coffee, while my seed is pumping into this Horny married lady laying there on her dining room floor she asks me to stop while she goes and talks to her friend. As I pull out still as hard as a rock she tells me she won’t be long and to stay hard for. Girls never noticed him, and the guys either laughed at him, or tried to force him to do their homework. It wasn't that he liked being alone--he was a red-blooded teenage male, after all--but he didn't seem to have many options. Barring a miracle, he was beginning to feel his books and games would continue to be his only real companions until he was done with college at least.He paused his morose musings as he caught sight of a small glint out of the corner of his bright blue eye. Squatting. It was a bit crowded in our bed that night, but at least Frankie and I were able to sleep in each other's arms and it had been such a great weekend that we were ready for a good night's sleep.The next week was taken up with preparing for and filming the first movie, we spent about twelve hours a day at the studio, but the cheques in our hands on Friday night made it all worthwhile, Frankie didn't get as much as us but she was certainly happy with her cut and we were all happy on our return home.